pale autumn sun
I'm hungry. I'm on my beloved terrace waiting for Natasha and Lola reach me (pretending to study ...!) in order to start the "stuffed" daily lunch that we use to define, but it must end with a inmancabilmente of coffee machines (I'm universatario, which the bran is synonymous with penniless), otherwise a heavy head and the sleep progresses. Since
, announced and so, perhaps now I can say that Autumn has arrived. Today the Roman sky is veiled, but not dull, pale autumn sun salutes from behind his prison of water and steam, leaving us (meaning = not adequately covered because people do not watch the weather forecast in the morning and now, all 'one, feel cold) hoping for a firmer appearance.
I never thought to say it, but probably, if I own a season fosssi autumn love every season for its carratteristiche (except spring, I hate spring!) And my favorite of all the Winter, with cold wind I whip my face and my cheeks were congested, but ... Autumn Twilight, a bit melancholic thoughtful ... not too hot, not cold yet ... but the days get shorter the nights are equal, we are not still in the dark of winter is the master ... the Fall with his composure recalls the sense peace and tranquility you yearn for. Maybe because I feel this period of my life as a period of change and change their meeting in the fall, I identify it: alternating pale veiled smiles a day where raging in me, the storm. There are days and nights that follow the same, outlining a transitional phase and random, which sfocierà into something different. If the year had been frozen in an eternal autumn, I think that everyone would live his fears amplified, fortunately the autumn, as everything has an end and under each of us can start a new phase when winter knocks on our door ...
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