Roses

09/08/2008

Today I just don’t know what to write about. I could just say that I am trying to improve my typing skills. There are so many things to say so many words to be written. Home alone again, miserably avoiding the missing feeling of those who are more close to me. It’s been over one month since I am here. Good things do happen. Also bad things do. This island is green but it’s more humid than others where I have been. Pretty women walk around, some I have the opportunity to face, speak and gaze. Don’t feel a woman close to me! It’s been long since I felt that. Since I shared my body, since I sweated in her arms. I don’t feel woman touch, I don’t feel her presence, I don’t smell her perfume, I don’t smile to her. 

Yesterday I have faced a beautiful woman, she was accompanied, but her single presence made me feel happy, made me feel that chemistry which I feel at the time I face a beautiful woman.  

Couple days ago I have met a guy and he told me about one of his dreams. Beyond your vision field lays the most unfound secret of the human being. An angel came by and brought me roses. I gave them to my wife. My wife put them in a vase, in place where I could see them everyday. I have no idea what the roses mean. They are earthlings like me. I don’t have a garden, I am living in an apartment! 
For the time being I wont think about these roses again...    

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