Walter the Wizard ... and then ... ... there are times when the stomach is in turmoil, the head is full and you find it difficult to think ... and it hurts so bad ... that you can not be polished ... but most do not know whether an event (or, rather, a decision) is what you wanted. And do not you choose (why not actually YOU choose) if it was something negative or positive ... much consideration, yet it is too complicated ... ... again ...
yet again ... Again the stomach that obscures his eyes, yet the thrill and the desire for a hug ...
Maybe it was more than I thought ...
... maybe ...
Here I am! I'm going to write after over a month ... sitting on the couch in my house ...
Yes, I did ...
... well, we are here ...
blue Lying on my couch, I look around me, colorful walls, parquet floor, new kitchen, the door came just a few days ago, the paintings on the walls, just today, the lights still are on the ground to fit, feel This new fragrance, treatments for wood-burning vanilla candles leaving their scent ... and I hear the city noise, light and far, not annoying, but life ... In the morning the little girl on the fourth floor below me, asking for attention with their cries, the lords of the side whispering among themselves, the guys on the street listening to music by a car left on ...
my home ...
... and I do not really ...
Never anything so big it seems to me that I won and that I won ... Every inch, every step, every box, every brick, every color ... Here is everything in my image and likeness to talk about me: he speaks of a life lived and leaves a legacy of furniture that has seen another house and another city, I remember who I am and who I was and what I do not want be. But that speaks my language and accept it as my smile says who I am and what I want to achieve.
A house to love always open to friends, always ready to accommodate those who love me and who has conquered and lived with me every second and every moment of this journey ... that a little 'ends and a little' begins here, with you ...
Thanks to those who believed in me, who knew that I would have made, who was born and lived my complaints, my stress, my problems. Thanks to friends who have worked within these walls as quickly as possible to bring this dream closer to reality forever. Thanks to those who were there, and not only do their job, but always at my every call and to my every request. Thanks to those who from afar, always, was rooting for me, who compliments me, who knows how to listen and sometimes argue. Thanks for the hands, smiles, good wishes and strength. Thanks to those who, like me, has been able to wait ...
A pizza and a cake in the oven, there will always be for all, just a little notice ...
It closes a long chapter and I start to live ... been with me!
