December 2011
6 posts
“The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you...”
The little things
It’s the little things that make you fall in love: the way the sun shines on the landscape, the color of the leaves as they fade from green to yellow to red; It’s the sounds you hear when you are walking down the street: your feet hitting the cobblestone, the sweet melody of people speaking in their native tongue; It’s the way you feel: a sense of freedom, peace, tranquility...
Train Ride
As I was looking out the window, suddenly I felt an urgent need to see everything… I had to take it all in, just one last time, before bidding farewell. And so with my eyes I said a silent goodbye to Italy, with a desperate longing in my heart that we meet again someday. Though I knew that things could never again be as they were in that moment, we parted as good friends.
pavorst:
It is on nights like these that I sit in a cool, dark room and play back through all the mistakes I’ve made in my life. I rewind the tapes and weigh up whether I am really a good person, or pretending to be a good person.
“It is essential to our well-being, and to our lives, that we play and enjoy...”
