Monday, May 14, 2007

How Should I Take Temazepam

Sadness, Please Go 'VIA


I fought with dragons throughout the night to earn the awakening. "It 's the dawn of a new day," my mother always said when a child, I hid under the covers to avoid facing the crisp air of the winter morning.

In only a few cars and some road bike that slides over the ancient cobblestones.

"Chasing a dragonfly in a meadow, a day that I had broken with the past. ..." He sings on the radio Battisti, my coffee while grumbling and demands attention.

Since yesterday I as a mosquito buzzing around the sadness that wants my blood. I took her to the park to see the children of dirty ice cream. He is distracted by pushing the joke of two old men sitting in the shade, then returned to my side, lying in the sun, as no bathing season.

We walked on the grass in slow steps, without speaking. E 'uphill riding my bike and I brought her dead weight windows to see off the streets of downtown.

He drank my tea, ate my cake Almond.

At sunset we stopped in the square where a blue-eyed man played the guitar. Reflected in vain I looked at those notes that talked about her. The false smile to hide my true intentions. And at an opportune moment I fled panting back home. I cut for unknown streets. Erased my tracks by throwing sand on the tracks. But the front door I found sitting on the step, which made faces at passers-by.

In the evening he was still with me. The livid face of fatigue and a cynical grin that seemed to say: "I do not rebel, so I stay here!"

Some say that sadness is the encounter between the desire and its limits. The online dictionary gives the sentiment just as the artists always on the run for more than themselves. Eugenio Montale said that man cultivates the misery for the sake of fighting it in small doses.

For me it's just a bad match, words that I can not forget. And 'the smell of rust of a track that draws the wrong track. The taste left in the middle of a meal. The castle far away where I live with the prince.

back to sleep. Who knows, maybe the second will really wake the dawn of a new day.

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