Saturday, January 17, 2009

What Does Ringworm Lok Like When Healing

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.

0 comments:

Post a Comment