dear readers,
the cold weather has arrived here in the south, with its wind chill in the shade and the heat infuocante the sun.
A lot of the arrival of autumn is a source of sadness for me when it gets cold means that the new year has truly begun. I understand that someone can say "but it is ending the year?".
Unfortunately for us, university is not so and eventually you get used to it!
However, the year began, Christmas is coming, and I'm happy. (Not for Christmas that is)
Ah how nice. increasingly busy with long scarf and my fantastic hats off, and within is strictly dressed as witch with attached trousers inside socks (to the delight of my beloved). The disorder faced until a few weeks ago to take her over, resuming his usual course (mountain of clothes on any flat surface, especially for the weight falling chairs, stacks of newspapers to read and not to cultivate land bales of dust, sheets and articles scattered in proportion to the length and width of my big table, library and computer area submerged by cups of coffee cups train tickets peels manderino ashtrays or other objects used by ashtrays).
My life in short takes constantly changing its course, including my own brain activity. Proust, Salinas, Eliot and petrodollars accompany me to fight my laziness that often sopraffae my curiosity.
absolutely paradoxical situation later today. I see a girl with long lost and in the same place, or the possibility of languages \u200b\u200b(not my right), we see one still missing for almost two years. Crazy. Anyway in the end we followed what was supposed to be a presentation of a play by Dostoyevsky but that had to do with everything except the Russian literature.
and much more but now I'm tired of writing and you certainly ... read all good autumn.
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