And then you think about priorities.
What is really important, what has a value and why.

And you discover that something changed slightly.

You think about life, about air, about the people that you love, about water, about nature.

And yes, if I'm here writing my story it means that I still didn't loose the will to communicate, even with no rights, even if I'm wrong, even alone, even...

And I cannot forget that if I arrived until here, if I didn't give up before, if ,stubborn, I went through many problems, places, situations, dancing with all myself, I did it just to fulfill a promise I made so many years ago in Florence.

I don't know what remains of that promise and this is the reason why I start to change my point of view.

My point of view.
My point of you.

My point.

The point.

As I already said, a point is forever.
From that point begins the miracle.

A.

P.s. I'm sorry If I always sound sad. I don't feel sad, I just feel the depth of the human condition. It is never easy to question ourselves, to face the truth, to watch the life for what it is, as Mrs Woolf said. I just hope this is a good hint, nothing more that this. Then, sure, there is a time to celebrate and I'm still pretty much great on that. (big smile)