How should I start? With the usual "Oh my God years that are not in place and not write anything .... "
But let me pleasure. Certainly, the journal not to worry, my updates. Who knows the "place" I hear outside, and then, peace.
A year ago at this time, I was the first "outside". I went out for the first time with my English friends. Not those who already 'knew from Italy, the very people with whom I lived and I saw so sporadically during the week. As I walked home that night ... be 'them' and 'changed everything. While
from the university ', I came home, I received a text message to those who never ever would like to receive. At that and now my night is' totally transformed, and I found myself in front of the computer, trying to console someone too far away from me. So 'many miles away . Only
front of the computer, and absolutely no courage to take that and make a phone call. 'Cause I hear that voice breaking would destroy even more'. One of the few times when we really had to be, but I could not.
One night I would not relive it for the world. I do not want to relive.
I am happy of what 'you're experiencing, and what' you have lived so many days after that night.
Forget you find it again in that state. I'm not.
I love you, twin.
