dont ask why i havent been writing anything for the past month, a month of chaos, havoc, beauty, extremes, love, hate, traveling, well...living.
i had this cool postcard i bought some days back on my wall, next to my fiat 500 picture. it fell cause the tape i used to put it up was bad, it fell off and i didnt notice. i didnt notice! i loved that postcard! i see so much resemblance to life or to my life right now that i dont even want to begin to explain. plus, its always better to leave it up for interpretation, personal views, the whole shabang.
does everything have to do with timing? with getting used to stuff? do things hurt less if you didnt get used to them? do they hurt more if you have?
probability sucks and it seems now you always have to adapt to things rather than provoke them.
you're not asking why. how cleverly polite.