I miss a bit of breath in those days.
In every sense.
Physically, because every time I go diving, as happened to me the other night in yoga. And emotionally, because they are running very travel.
There is some thing that is going to port, and which I still can not speak here. But keep your fingers crossed for me, and soon I will tell you everything.
But beyond the wind, today was a day to celebrate. Why
been eight years that I've moved to Genoa. It seems an eternity. It 'an eternity.
And why do so many miles away, but very close to my heart, LadyD he smiled, he walked through the door of the shop where he works and delivered his letter of dismissal. Then came out and made a phone call. The one with which he accepted a new job.
is yes, today it would be a day to celebrate.
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