strange days listening to Sinatra and Vannoni, waiting for the votes that never arrive, to play with open eyes, to forget B.
strange days to return to work, to find the strength, courage, motivation, as always I'll do it my way, find my own challenge (if I can not, I'm fucked).
strange days to think about the past, to Isa who leaves in Italy, and my life that I do not know if it is or if they are old or there is still time to find myself.
strange day to live, to live again.
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