'm back! What an effort, write ... I always have too many things to say and too little desire to move the fingers on the keyboard ... sooner or later reflect on this will be my laziness ... the arrival of the thirty?!?!
I take the cue from the beautiful blog post Wildfish (Go see it !!!!)... this is for us, happy kid lever 1978, the fateful year of the first white hair of the thirty ... .. .. bacon (seee, for me this year came from the mo .....^__^)..... set up house .... why not, raise a family .... mom My, how things lie ahead this year!! Look
my 30 with great anxiety, I can not wait to get there ... although I realize that it is commonplace to say that you start to really grow old ... I feel more sore muscles, the view down .... but I'm looking forward to get there anyway ...
A man has 30 years ... and it is not just a step: there's those moments when, once established who are the people you want to continue to have to do for the rest of your life (skim some knowledge you care little now, invest much more energy in certain relationships in which you really believe, you're away from your family of origin, to start forming relationships that will lead you to create your new microcosm ...) .... I said, comes the moment you start to come to terms with yourself, to see where you've come ...
But it is clear to me their accounts are not so much with the freeing workers, professional ... I do not care so much what I'm doing / earning / lavorando...mi is natural to deal with "me" true, that arguing with people he cares about, what you regret having said certain things ... but then, on time, the repeats .... what really afraid to get in the game ... what does not believes that the world can change, but then does everything to change her, the world .....
.... Ah, how nice, do these accounts ... sometimes there can be surprises ... but I think it is always worth ...
thirties you reading to say ... I came for you the time of the financial statements?
I hope so ... see you soon, I hope!
Slan!
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