silence isn’t either professional. In a public situation silence is not really welcome. Your thoughts should be expressed as soon as possible no matter what’s inside your head. right? Well maybe. I haven’t even saw the tipping point of this strange equilibrium. Life cycles go and run and turn, just like a strange dance. I can only stay silent and look around. i started playing the guitar almost every night, just for myself. the recording time is ended, just some errors, a stoney hand and some little melody. this is not going to stop soon.
many news in my real life anyway: the 7th i’ll be leaving for sardegna, that little island full of music and friends. I’ll stay by myself in my rented apartment, wating for another month to pass under the sun and beneath the sea. I’ll see all those girls, and women and i’ll be unpolitely silent. just like the girl i like. I see her every morning at the train station, she is incredibly silent, we don’t stare at eachother too much. just a sec every day. then i go to work, i try do operate some changes, i try do develop some business, i keep her our of my thoughts. then i come back home, in the evening. I see my granny and we talk, just if she were the only person on earth. We talk about tv shows, some little easy politics, we speak about food. Then i head back to the PC, i try to figure out what is like to be a committed and precise future builder. I just can see my present, stuck and silent. I think i’ll miss her. Both.
I’m searching for a resolution to change what i’ve become. I dont know what exatly i am, but i think that sardinia will help. almost no pollution, fast internet to work, sun, sea and… friends. Also some sort of indipendence. everything seems ok, except for this “you failed” feeling. I had so many dreams that i cannot even remember them all. the more i read, the more i get messages like: do what is best for you, follow your dreams! When i wake up, in the morning, the guitar is in the bed.
