umbra
umbra mea e o scorpie. inca nu o iubesc pe scorpia asta… da’ e simpatica… am vazut ca apare atunci cand sunt suparata pe mine si se razbuna pe toata lumea (mai ales pe cei apropiati, din pacate)… e cumplita! nu stiu daca poate fi domesticita…
zapaceala
habar n-am cum sa explic chestia asta: de ceva vreme ma comport ca si cum as fi indragostita… cum vine asta? sunt cu capul in nori, total zapacita, plutesc, iar lumea din jurul meu nu conteaza… si nu stiu unde este El in toata povestea asta (si, culmea, nici nu ma preocupa in mod deosebit)… inteleg […]
attention
it would probably be fair if I wore a disclaimer saying “life under construction! mind your head and your heart!” that’s valid for myself and for those who dare (and are dear enough 🙂 ) to get close to me as well…
160 calls and then we die
I have a friend with whom I reached the marvelous point where we have several conversations on the phone per year (it occurs on easter, her birthday and mine, and christmas). in this rhythm, and if we live for another 40 years, we could have another 160 conversations (which might change our lives or not)… […]