After returning home I realized that the bag that I was not mia.Dove had happened "exchange" is not so.Seduta I opened the living room that I had brought home and the keys were inside but no documento.Un cigarette in a lily pad and into local advertising cards and one with a number of telefono.ho thought about calling to trace the owner of the bag in the hope of recovering the mia.Una answering machine, a voice said to me quietly and with cold: "There is no I do not know when I do not leave message because I hate you so much that only your voice gives me vomit! I can not think of you." A moment of silence for the surprise of the message then I sketched out a " Excuse me here but I would have swapped my bag with another where I found this issue ... cmq I leave my phone at home you never know maybe I could go back to the founder and director. "elapsed since a week no call but in my mind every so often during the day I remembered how sad anger heard the message that it mixes with curiosity to know who I telefonato.Oggi returned from work while I take a shower my phone ring, but let it be, then I look at the call and is a number so I do not know but I answered the same call answering with the same message ... "damn, I was in an instant from the answer .." I think .. "love that will be tied to this message I hope ..!!?? recalls" ...
This morning, the subway was blocked .. apart from a shift of 48 hours, two nights in a row ... a lack of staff ... a gentleman, so tell people, jumped on the tracks .. information past the moment the news of the sentences of Covenient ..: "ehhh did not have done more! mah family ... who knows he will ... it was just the heat of summer comes the depressions and some weak .. can not do it .. it's hard to live all costs ... how does one make a living less stressed .!!"... but the metro does not come !!!.... here is that all people start to think about the delays that have a home to work in unison and all understand that perhaps those who have thrown all the wrongs he had arrived ... the subway was full of people jammed and stuffy air mixed with sweat deodorant at work today ... my printer is stopped, I worked full days and was ready to deliver them tomorrow afternoon. Scheduled morning relaxing bath. Post a refreshing shower, hairdresser's salon, relaxing mask perfect nails, re-reading of the texts then dry and ready to go to the appointment with Dr. Manzi ..... But my printer does not print anything, the time of closed shops .. . so tomorrow will be chaos for me to find the first open place print, hoping that everything goes well ... maybe I should move the appointment with the hairdresser, dry cleaner or not to go e. .. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I came off at home .. later, air conditioner, bathroom, complete silence because that makes even rumore.Tra water vapor does not anger me down, the project which was already done and I had also printed and given to a journalist to read but his cell number was in my cell who was in the bag ... I had exchanged Sig, Sig! been two weeks since my beloved is no more messy bag. .. I have called but I could not answer, I replied as I drew the first time the "angry voice of love" .. I find myself wondering what had happened, who replied, leaving a voicemail message so strong and direct, and perhaps the love !..." Your voice gives me vomit! .. I miss you. "
Damn that extreme desire for emotion ... maybe it was just a matter of voice, a strong hoarseness had been made, or a voice that reveals a hidden defect in his notes: alcohol. droga.tradimento .... who knows ... but she wanted my bag so I decided that I just finished the bathroom ... "now he can not to anything to relassarmi !"... call the same number ... maybe they're more "lucky and find someone that meets human ... so saying .. are already out of the tub with a towel and dripping water go sit in the chair next to the phone ... MMMHHHhhh relax and then turn on a video phone ..
SINAPSI
I slept a deep sleep with dreams that run so fast to leave me like souvenirs and soft acids colr mmmhhhhhh ...... ... but ... I need my purse in there is the casino tickets and notes and then the damn phone umber of all my contacts of that period .. I want my bag.
ritelefono ... I knew I knew fuck secretary: "
