More and more often I find myself thinking, maybe I'm getting old, perhaps the sum of many small disappointments have left their mark and as a result has taken away a little at a time the ability of enthusiasm that originally was part of my carattere.Forse everything is normal part of life, but this awareness does not prevent me to feel uncomfortable at times and lacks the capacity necessary inadeguata.Forse to survive in a world where more and more fake the appearance of being more important, where we performed in speeches committed without really believe what you dice.Io continues to bring us into a world of simple things but real, genuine, although I realize that I live out of time, by this time.
The only way to defend myself is that I do like turtles, withdraw into my shell and be quiet
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