'm finally sitting in front of my new Mac, it seems strange to say, but Apple has finally failed and I could buy one without robbing me. The most beautiful thing in reality is the apple that lights up on the back, otherwise I do not think anything of it.
Last night I returned from Rome where I had to call a conference.
Three years ago (after much thought), I finally asked for the transfer from Florence and now work full time in the library's children's section of the city where I live, I'm also publishing for children and sometimes I call to speak. Things are not great but it gives me great satisfaction and allows me to compare myself with many people on views and suggestions very dear to me. And then around a bit '.
I spent three days in Rome is a city I love and who always greets me every time with the sun and the family chaos. And to think that a few years ago I was going to live there .. but then things went differently ... I have suffered ... and in fact I always go back a bit 'of nostalgia ...
In Trastevere I had lunch with F. and M.
M. would never leave his hometown and then F. five years ago has reached, I do not see very often but when this happens it seems that one day has passed since the last time. When M. asked me to Maya had a strange glint in her eyes, I'm not surprised to receive a certain phone call he told me that a certain thing in the coming weeks.
Yeah. Maya! He has two years and is now biting tastefully colored plastic cubes. It does not have blue eyes and blond hair but eyes and hair of chestnut forest in autumn. And 'even if it has a nice little' protruding ears, but he has inherited from my partner.
We met four years ago. Friends of friends. We were at a party, I was dragged behind A. that that weekend was back in town. After a month I phoned to ask if the boy was my boy. Fun I told him that was my best friend. After a couple of days we were out to dinner, and that summer we went to New York. (Type film) While we had breakfast in Central Park I realized that I had before the person with whom I spent my life or at least a long part of it. And this time it was true. After a year we decided to move in together, and since we did not want to get married but I had no intention of giving up to put the famous dress blue, we had a party in the olive grove in the house of my family. And then came Maya. Our house is close to the city in the first year and think that I face living in a penthouse, steel and glass .. but you can not have it all. The house is not very big and fortunately there is no room for a dog. He does the chart, and has opened an agency with two of his friends, a little 'cock in their field but they are good.
My mom still lives in the country, stopped working full time and takes care of his garden and his saxophone. My father has finally bought a house on the southern coast of Tuscany. From March to October there is every weekend, sometimes I go to find and go to sea or inland to take pictures and then develop them in the darkroom. In the evening, eat ice cream on the terrace. My brother is officially a freelance photographer, he did not want to study but with a goal in hand is able to make masterpieces. I hope now is in an area unidentified Asia. Since I can not pretend that lives glued to the satellite phone 24 hours on 24, I put the soul in peace and wait for his mail with infinite patience (and a bit 'of concern).
My grandparents are dead and come back more often in Abruzzo, Pescara house was sold. The last evening we had dinner together, we were about twenty returned from all over the world for the occasion and everyone seemed to have returned children. My uncles Aquila now live in two neighboring houses (wood for strength and earthquake). My cousins \u200b\u200bhave left L'Aquila. One is a researcher in London, the other works in Rome for a record label, the other is a psychologist who deals with emergencies and every so often and take part in the areas of the world's losers.
Oh yes! A. lives in Madrid where he is a cook in a restaurant in the Barrio de Lavapies, also writes in a local newspaper but I never understood a thing. Despite the years has not yet realized that if he wants to hear it during video must speak into the microphone. Not return often but when he does it I'll get to the airport, said that seeing me made him feel at home.
B. in northern Italy where he is the DJ of Goa when it happens and follows his new love, a guitarist rocchenroll, in his tour around Europe. He chose to sing only in the shower, to get another tattoo that has surprised us because it is very romantic, not to give up lipstick even when she goes shopping. In fact, in short, no children .. was right ...
R. but it remained in the city. He won a competition and teaches art history in high school. It 's the best teacher of school. He lives with a record of the theater a bit 'bigger than she stares at the trial. His shows are a bore, but he's a dazzling and witty and clever guy is always a joy to cena.Girano Europe together in a caravan.
And then there F. Years years ago, despite everything, we decided that we could not stay together even if we did not want lost. It was not always easy but we tried and we succeeded. Today is an irreplaceable presence in my life. Every time we meet, though not as much as I would like, let's go get something to eat or drink a beer together, or takes me back to Maya kindergarten. Some time ago he returned to sing with his old band and I went to hear him. She always has a clear voice as when I met him.
A. instead entered politics. We got together in Rome because he had to go talk to nonhocapitochi. We have little time to see us but I always read the interviews that issue. She has controcoglioni! Since leaving his longtime girlfriend is a single conviction.
E . after a few years working in London was in Amsterdam for a while 'but he felt that he was not happy. He packed up and left for Africa, working with local NGOs. He decided to give birth to children there. Once every two weeks, allowing Internet connections, writes to us or call us. I missed a lot, especially when I was waiting for Maya. I see her happy, so as not seen since his return from Afghanistan (and incidentally is married to a French surgeon who is the end of the world).
G . and F . living in Florence, have a couple of grown-up children. F . is a kind of mother superorganizzato able to repair the toilet drain while you prepare the bottle to small. Was a little bit here at times ... I think this year we go to sea together, F . My partner and tied a lot and G . for me is safety.
There are many people I lost along the way, I can not see and did not feel, I miss some or I missed some are not. And then there are all new knowledge even if the friends of a life are irreplaceable.
who had remained and wanted to stay.
who had remained and wanted to stay.
I also found someone. Three years ago I met by chance G . downtown. The latest news that I was still in Milan, where he was a journalist or something. We were embarrassed for a few minutes. We had not seen for ten years. A few weeks later he contacted me to tell me that he would return to Tuscany for a few days. We met for coffee and talked for hours. All of our past, our present. We are not friends, we're not even acquaintances. We stop. At Christmas, we send greetings and we call each other for our anniversary. It may seem a sad thing but it is. It 's so that's all. When I get a ticket it always sticks with tape on the door and is a gesture that tells me that Christmas is coming.
Now I have to close because today is not an ordinary day and I have to get ready.
Today is April 24 and the Ho Chi Minh is in turmoil. The club was closed for a while ', for reasons that I am not here to write, but was reopened a year and is almost better than before. We realized that at some point this place was to reopen and Scazzi that had led to the closure were past. It is to prepare everything for tomorrow at the Village Gate 's Ho Chi will put 400 people at the table.
We will be there, still together. As ten years ago even if different from ten years ago.
And as I look at Maya comes to my mind that maybe next would be happier with Ishmael.
