Diary of an endless night.
Maybe it’s the jet lag. Perhaps the feelings that I have accumulated in one month’s trip. The euphoria. All of the colors and all of the scenes in black and white. The things I’ve seen. And the people I’ve met. In a short time, when you’re away…. When you are free and strong…it is easier to get in contact.
This night was tough. Every sort of mysterious actions seemed to happen around my place … was it realityor a figment of my imagination?!?
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diario di una notte senza fine
Forse è il jet lag. Forse le sensazioni che si sono accumulate in un mese di viaggio. L’euforia. Tutti i colori e le scene in bianco e nero. Le cose che ho visto. E le persone che ho conosciuto. In poco tempo…quando sei lontano…
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