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Questa mattina mi sono svegliata alle 6... L'insonnia che mi perseguita da settimane non passa e ho veramente le palle in giostra. Voglio tornare ad alzarmi alle 9.30 tutte le mattine. Merde .

Nelle due ore appena trascorse, non sapendo veramente cosa fare (un altro film di Bergman era impensabile), mi sono messa a guardare biglietti di treni, aerei, autobus su internet. Ovviamente non so dove andare. Il fatto è che mi piacerebbe partire... domani. Ma la cosa non mi sembra esattamente attuabile. Vi dirò, comunque, che il mio umore sta progressivamente migliorando. Avevo proprio bisogno di stare un po' da sola.

Alla fine penso tornerò a Casale qualche giorno, in concomitanza del rientro di Jimmy il 17 febb. Solo che mancano ancora due settimane e in questo momento mi sembra un'eternità...

Ho chiaramente bisogno di riflettere su un po' di cose. E vorrei anche andare a casa di mia nonna. In realtà questa mi sembra increased the urgency of the moment. I do not know if it is a more intense confrontation with reality, what I try. But I am sure that my not being able to sleep and this sadness that I bring him to be closely linked to his death.

And then I have to arrange for the trip in April, I need to go home to take the appropriate clothing ... until I book will not tell you anything more precise, but yesterday I had the ok from my boss (I'd be out three weeks). In return, my mother began to break the cojones. It will probably be gone to take a ride on the website of the Ministry :-)...

Well, I try to get back to bed.

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"What do you teach?" "Love of course ... what did you think?" Revolutionary Road

I just finished to watch the DVD A lesson in love Bergman. And, although I have a little 'annoyed having to read all the dialogue (the version originally published in Swedish is obviously), I am really satisfied. Finally a film comme il faut . Speaking of love and tell the complexity of relationships is a very difficult job. We realize it when you are facing that kind of work.

not a question of sharing the moral of the story or to appreciate the coherence of the narrative (especially because this is not always synonymous with depth). In a (seemingly) simple film of '54 * fails to reveal the plots secret of a report, to abstract from a universal sense that small incidents and is yet largely unknown, it allows you to sense the drama of feelings, even those never tested. Bergman, in fact, leads to an identification is never banal.

What most amazes me, in this case, is a way to explain the feelings that transcends all language barriers. The problem of the deepest thoughts dell'intraducibilità the men are continually in everyday life, even people who share the same language: it is shocking to note that a human being, however, may have an ability to communicate is so extensive.

I wish I could say that I liked this movie because my mindset is perfectly suited to that of Bergman. But I must admit that my merits are few: it is his genius to "educate" the mind of the viewer. Who can observe just gape.

* candidly admit that it glanced on google ...

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The fact is that now I go to the cinema to see mostly old films to be screened still are evidently true masterpieces of the history of seventh art. So, when I'm sipping for the case of pimps brand new as the latest purported masterpiece by Sam Mendes me a nervous salt incredible. Even after today, I must say, the nerve remains unchanged.

The main reason why I find vapid Revolutionary Road is perhaps debatable, but it is a story focused on the life of an American couple, it's still relevant.
The crux of the matter, but in my humble unbiased opinion, are the underlying hatred of the report Winslet-DiCaprio. Or rather, not this aspect in itself but the way it is treated. It must be said that, even usually, couples who argue are not really my favorite subject (and do not need a genius to reconnect to the aftermath of the story with quest'idiosincrasia Carlo ...). But, for example, a film like Scenes from a Marriage is great, to an extraordinary depth and even in parts of heightened tension, it never leaves a feeling of impatience, but drags the viewer into the depths of the relationship between the two protagonists (whose names, if I wanted to do giulia, you could mention doing a little research on google fast ... but this morning I'm too lazy for that).

Yates's novel from which it is drawn is likely to be a masterpiece. But if the plot's got more concrete as well, was so complicated to give more depth to the characters, let him pronounce sentences less trivial and more engaging, developing a story with some psychological aspects' more intense?

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Update

I realized that in the last post, lost to tell you a present which are often confused as to forget to take part, I neglected to update you on a series of events previously introduced in the blog. So here's the most salient sull'eccitante update of your life in Paris Madame:

1. Was successfully concluded negotiations to write the thesis of my friend F. I will tell you that after having spent half the afternoon to read happy stories about the life of Adolf Eichmann, Nazi criminal trial in Jerusalem in 61, I wonder what will do well al mio umore già sufficientemente instabile concentrare l'attenzione su temi così leggeri. Ma cerco di pensare in una prospettiva di lungo periodo. Ovvero al magico momento in cui incasserò i soldi. E in cui, soprattutto, potrò spenderli offrendo vodka e caviale alla Nani sul treno dei nostri desideri.

2. Nelle ultime settimane ho ricevuto svariati inviti da parte del mitico Carlito a vernissage o eventi programmati nella sua galleria. Mi avrà senz'altro piazzata in qualche mailing list, va' a sapere. Ho delegato così la gestione della nostra relazione al filtro antispam di gmail. Per ora funziona alla grande.

3. Qualche giorno fa, in seguito all'incastrarsi di una serie di circostanze casuali, ho chiamato la Fra. I did not hear his voice at least two and a half years but was a natural thing and this has reassured me about the thought of a future meeting. Bello, when all that easy. Anyway, we reached agreement to see us in the spring. On will .

4. For about a week I think with some consistency that could be helpful to have a good fuitina with myself a few days in Berlin. Meanwhile, I put it to work my Nikon. And then I need to walk with no known next of, dedicating myself in a constructive way to dispose of old and new obsessions and, above all, I left a bit 'by the newspaper (... the eternal damnation of us stray mine). Only that my beloved friend Martita me yesterday texted mentioned the possibility of a spring trip even more appealing. For now, do not tell anything. I do not know what is feasible, as extremely attractive. But my determination to take this flight hours in Berlin has undergone a sharp braking. And to think that by seven days I was so determined ...

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Out-of-focus

This evening I could make a nice copy and paste the post of January 8. Not for superstitious purposes but simply for the record, because here I do nothing but bring reports of my Parisian life. This week has been long and heavy, from different points of view. I let my moods were completely determined dagli altri: le persone che mi vengono a trovare, quelle che vorrei vedere ma non riesco, quelle che sogno ma nella realtà non esistono più.

Quando questo pomeriggio mi sono svegliata da un incredibile pisolino di un'ora e mezza (ultimamente sono pure diventata insonne) e ho guardato fuori dalle due finestre della mia stanza sono rimasta folgorata. Dietro i vetri di sinistra il cielo era blu. Dietro quelli di destra c'erano dei nuvoloni scurissimi. Soffiava un vento pazzesco.

Vi è mai successo di vedere voi stessi riflessi in un fenomeno metereologico? A me mai prima di oggi. O forse sì e non ci avevo mai pensato. Ad esempio, ora che ci rifletto su, a Shanghai ero decisamente monsonica. Ma all'epoca non me ne rendevo any account. Now is not that in my mind there's a lot more clarity, but, of course, this afternoon my vision has definitely opened my eyes to a current mode of being.

Brezsny this week suggests they go to get a beer, to clarify things. I was thinking more like a cane, to tell the truth, but really do not know where to find a smoke :-). Merde!

nice weekend!

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Hypercommunication

E 'was a full immersion in Maoming Lu from all points of view, one of these days with my sister Harpika China. Lots of laughter and a shooting so cool of you can see the results below. And then, of course, rumors, statements, thoughts turned to the past and the usual, inevitable questions about the future. With a soundtrack really amazing that now, if I put on the Elephant Gun Beirut, I climb a nostalgia absurd. And to say that the Dwarves came from only a couple of hours. But you know I like the melancholy.

Last night I reflected on what is satisfactory and at the same time limiting the relationship with my beloved ex-roommates. I never thought in those terms. They talk a bit 'with Annika as we walked in the Marais, however, I had the lighting: I have realized how their constant presence has filled in a manner so intense my days trying not to push each other for a whole year of my life. In Shanghai, being together was so enjoyable and emotionally satisfying to eliminate the need to nurture the roots of individual spaces.

The "problem" is that when communication is perfect, the daily flows always smooth and never needs are not created, it also becomes impossible to evolve.

Now that I'm "only", however, I feel exposed and motivated to make choices. Not that the sense of security I felt in Maoming lu I miss you. But, in fact, I'm better now. I seem to be able to achieve things for me really. And I'm sure that at the same time the world there are two people I love like sisters. Tangibly feel the emptiness of their absence. But I'm glad to see that this void I'm filling in some way. The Julia says that I have become cumbersome. The reality is that I function better on its own: after all, is something I've always known.

And in this regard: I feel in the air approaching a trip en solitaire. I do not know when, but now there's just no time urgency. In a few hours and get my head last Friday guest appearance in this cycle of visits in Paris. After the B & B desBernardins closes its doors for a while ': fear of being seriously hunted home from my roommate!

A kiss.

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Post propopiziatori

Friday I spent a nice evening. Sorry if you do not go into detail but have not yet reached that point of intimacy with the web. However, given the blowjob of the post below, I wanted above all to assure you that now much calmer.

know, that was enough to complain on the blog to be a lovely change in their lives, not lose more opportunity to piss me off :-)!

I only have a tremendous sense of nausea that haunts me since yesterday morning ... practically, except for a pausini cinema at noon, I was in bed from 13.30 yesterday until this morning at 9 (Micioni, I did it to beat your record ?)...

yesterday, this virus accomplice certainly annoying, I admit that I made many think. For a long time I felt more in Shanghai. It was not a good feeling. But today I really feel reborn. As if I had internalized a life lesson and I were finally ready to look at things differently. A few days ago, Nani told me they need a psychologist, to cushion the change linked to his return to Italy. I must say that now do not think anymore, but at the time of my return, some trauma weighed unsustainably. Those related to daily life we \u200b\u200bhave little time to put all things autosmaltirsi. The wounds "sentimental" (this term seems too deep to define my experience Chinese but I do not think of any other, NDM), every now and are still being felt. Testimony is its optimistic post below. And my sclero yesterday.

What I miss now is the ability to calmly analyze certain situations. I made progress. But the basic problem is that they are completely devoid of confidence in men. I still need to make efforts to get out of my rational was paranoid. But the great thing is that now I can, get out, and we do not even put too much time. I seem to have lost it so unbearable person who had (in Shanghai and in which we all fall more or less) of being subjected to situations that I was good.

The moral is very trivial, I know, but after China really seems to me that he learned to take life head-on *.

* for Jupiter: I'm holding out an inspiration to comment on a silver platter, do not let me down I recommend! :-)