moment to relax after dinner. We've already had coffee, I finished the book I had brought to the beach (see table) ... I am reminded of the threat that the prof. Italian and Latin in high school she used to repeat to June more or less at all, "then, Tanzini, brought it under the umbrella Livio?" Women without heart ...
Simo is the cool with his inseparable Rotters' Club ... tina vague and undecided whether to start another Bollywood film, or end his Thousand Splendid Suns ... certain that the sea you realize how many books have been reading if you were always on vacation. Trivia, of course, but I'm thinking the hard work that I chase all the things that interest me. And what distresses me when I realize that I invariably missed something, or someone ...
For example, I would find time to play. And to learn all the capitals of the world. And to study the history of Albania (the book I just finished gave me some doubt about it).
Yesterday night we went to St. Vincent, and I tried the costume that I had spotted the night before ... What a disappointment! After taking in his hand, touched, weighed, you could already realize that it was not as good as you thought. After the test in the dressing room, we were convinced. Sometimes it goes well. Sometimes you know you'll be the entire month of August alone in front of a screen and you do not take their own evil. As one would expect. Sometimes there's more, there's something that drives you. The
tina wants me to put a sentence, and I do so gladly, because I was very impressed at the time:
Learn it now, learn it well, my daughter.
As the needle of the compass marks the north,
it the man's accusing finger always finds a woman to blame.
Always. Remember this, Mariam.
K. Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns .
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