25 mars 2008
Next round
A jump right into the snowy wheather of my Swiss existence. It's beautiful, but my head and my mood need spring, desperately. I've went back to the daily walk with my dog, a short hour just for myself, thinking of everything that's lost. And everything that's won. It's strange to be back here, again.
Today I woke up and I had the feeling to have been dreaming for a very very long time, with colorful characters, vibrant nights and amazingly full days... just a fraction of a second, then it was gone and I realized I hadn't been dreaming.
But what's the way going to be, now? Which path is going to be the next and what will the mirrors be telling me when this year is over?
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