True to my habit, I lose no opportunity to criticize something - Any-thing to myself.
An evening with old friends (even if the high school classmates, in fact, are always a class of its own) to celebrate the start of the coexistence of V. with her boyfriend, in a new house of their own. Wine, chatter, laughter, a good dinner. Yellow walls, purple and red, a personal touch in every corner, fresh Ikea furniture .. but already the air of a young and experienced daily. Twenty years after a similar commitment, I believe, is no small thing. It 's a responsibility, a choice (a bet) for the future: for this I can not dare to wish you all the happiness in the world. And if there is one who loves and takes refuge in delicate lilac curtains and perfumed candles, there are those who simply (semplicemente. ..!) Starts to sweat for their independence, economic in the first place. After five years forced cursed high school, all we are trying our own way, choosing what and who we become, this is clear. The difference is always - and always has been, among those of us right now as well as studying, working every day all day with exhausting schedules ... and who is content to sit and a few euro per hour, sometimes, between a pile of books and other. Among those who move and who still, waiting. (I find it very Significantly, both here in write, instead of out there somewhere to do.) tonight to give me peace!
