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A Sometimes I go a horrible desire to tell my life are not things that story, which basically is nothing but a play of shadows with which one can more or less identify (and perhaps the warm anonymity is the power of theater chinoiserie ) or lights that occasionally seeping out of me through the cracks of this blog. No, My Life: Life in the cast I work, I love puzzles, taxes overwhelm me, I will buy bread and grease up your bicycle.

But I say to the minute: I better keep this light and this darkness in the sack of the things that are stirred to write, suddenly I find it is like the encyclopedia or the old trunk in the attic, in which one believes one thing and find the way tangle just finding other things of this world and another, who have the power to relegate the object sought in the background, or further back, while the late afternoon and you remember what you were looking for ... and it does not appear as you were to find, but what I care about and at this hour: I seek ? "I wonder with the findings shining in my hands dirty," ... Oh, what I look like it was just an excuse the world to live this afternoon.
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writing, to rummage through the trunks of books and I usually pass these things.

admit that sometimes I'm not so vital and assign to bond calls, I leave behind me like a swing dangling empty. The difference is that in writing, well, I can stay (and stay) playing some more. I can even forget without much fear of what he meant, that after all and seeing where I am, as it was bullshit. In writing I can do things that let me do as a child and sometimes really not an adult. For

I need to keep my life a little give and tell me now, because, apart from that who am I to consider that would interest anybody, little more than I would if I did, for disentangling so comfortable, distilled or contaminate , revolver, dissect ... use your details to dress or entertain an idea to look for details that my life can go incognito to the arena to be strange text on the street.

However, I must confess that sometimes when something happens to me, head full of words to me and I have to muster much patience for not drop them all. I console myself that patience is the same method that should have skills such as cheese and wines.