Today Pietro Opassi graduated (I should say finally!).
I was thinking about him the all day. I thought how strange the life is... How weird was to be not there after more or less, good or bad, seven year of story.
When I came back home there was a big package in the mail. His final thesis.
When I opened it a piece paper flew out. Was the resume I made for him about a greek book in wich Cassandra became crazy. I was helping him for an exam cause he was in later like always and I like to read. We were so happy.
That piece of paper made me laugh a lot, alone in my flat.
Then in the end of the book I read the acknowledgments. There was one for me.
"Il cuore ha le sue ragioni che la ragione non può comprendere".
 (the heart has its reasons that the reason cannot understand)

The sister of Pietro asked me to write something about "what should have been th world without Pietro".
In the beginning I didn't want to write. The she convinced me.
I thought a lot about and the only thing I was able to write is:
"I don't know how the world would be without Pietro but I know how my life would be if I had not met him. Thanks to him I descovered that love is possible and I spent with him, untill now, the best years of my life. My gratitude will stay forever, "although I know that "forever" doesn't exist".

Once again I find this life extremely interesting and unexpected.
Once again I think that we cannot speak about love, we can just live it.
Once again I think that "forever" exists, somehow, but always in a form that we cannot foresee.

...even when we are clairvoyants...