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I spend days to let it drift, waiting for a change, a change that never comes.
I spend days to sleep and dreams have a much greater consistency of reality.
I love my life and I learned to love these too empty for me as I care for a child out of control, I let go, sooner or later get tired.
Sooner or later I get tired. In fact, sleep and dreams
comfort me.
not regret the past but still seeking a future, each day is the first of a new life but I always take forward the same day, the same unhealthy habits, the same loss of time, the same anger that catches me morning and evening: nausea, dizziness. I shook my head, resigned to me. If you really want to change things simply, I would change. But there's my
twenty-nine years and I no longer see the prospects that I thought I wanted, but only a vague, indistinct discomfort .
The reaction, my reaction is still hiding: there are temporary positions, small efforts, until the round begins again. Let's face it: for years that this continuing mantrugiare has lost its charm.
I tried other things but they are not made for them, but just to continue to escape, to continue to let them drift, waiting for a change, a turning point, which never comes.