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I was reprimanded for hiding from my blog and for the rare updates. I can only feel sorry for a lot of opposition generated by my carelessness! A friend of mine would say that this is an "unorthodox behavior"! When I opened this space, I had not make clear what I wanted. Until then I had been a blog that he read, from time to time commented on the post that the more he liked it or passionate about, but it all ended there. Yes, then it is also true that I made more than one virtual friendship in this way, journalists, students, idlers, students, musicians, dee jays, photographers, balancing (no kidding!) ... So I knew if I may say so a lot of people, and this more than any other was my goal. In the beginning I wanted to make an audioblog! And now: a blog to listen to than to read: I have always communicated as much with your voice for radio, from a stage, on TV as a voiceover ... Everything this clash with my pathological shyness! With the project dell'audioblog, I had gone to his head many ideas, but I have not found anywhere blogging services in audio, so I thought that was a limitation only communicate with the voice, the rest I've always written so much, never having kept a diary. "For what?" I always thought. However, with all the possibilities that the statement offers us could not confine myself to a single street. I've always written so much, I said, and I did most of the time at night, surrounded by the silence broken only by a few cars passing by on the street. So I jumped on his head the idea of \u200b\u200bradionotte, which in My intentions was to be a way to express myself as I had always done in every way and without restrictions. A place to communicate my passions and my thoughts without necessarily having to share my life with anyone in its entirety. But above all, without obligations such as daily update: no longer a pleasure but an obligation and commitments I have enough already! Also because my life "true", it takes me (as it should be) a long time and I knew from the beginning that I would not have it in abundance to devote to the blog. In fact, it was also why I always refrain from creating one. Then you know, the things that always begin taking shape As we pursue that and because of me, my blog could not be like me, always late, incomplete, very thoughtful and when you decide to open your mouth is maybe a bit 'too talkative.

It 's true: I update this little virtual space and this makes it look neglected, unkempt. I had to think of it as a person, I would say they were facing a man about forty years old, unshaven, unkempt hair graying and perhaps (too much stress!), Which attempts to shorten those hairs on your face for too long but can not find two minutes to do it. Do you know how many times, and always with the best intentions, I set out to write a post and I left in the middle? Almost as many are those in which I thought of a post to write, I built in my mind and then I did not write! No doubt they are to be considered valid even all those times when the phone rang and I was kept busy talking for an hour (I hate the phone too long to respond if they are down or even angry, if I have not phoned have been answered, now you know why), they rang the doorbell and someone (certainly not me!) opened the goddamn door to people who may not even want to see! Etc., etc. so forth all the possible distractions of this world! At the end of this corner virtual hidden to most people, you has also revealed a good safety valve. Credit where credit! But nothing beats the embrace of someone in the flesh of which really care who comes to visit you at home, or real contact with the world is out there.

Therefore my absence and my tendency to prefer the real to virtual, have always taken precedence. This for me is yet another period of change. Until a few months ago I decided to change the city. To walk away from what I liked and I could not bear. I should not so much about the past: what I do not like or can not stand is still there to make a fine show! Many have asked me what I was running away from. From anything and everything, I think. He would not be purely an escape. Rather than a deep desire for regeneration, but more like a necessity. Indeed, first of all a necessity. Topping the list of enemies you always: dissatisfaction. When you know to be worth more than you would have us believe, when joining the battle which then become real wars, when every day you have to deal with packs of jackals, but at the end of the month, the only accounts that do not return are those of t'incazzi cash ... then yes! Well, it happened to me just that. The constant banging my head always on the same walls of the indifference of others, the opportunism of those who believe friend, insensitivity rampant among those who had thought it was someone else, the hypocrisy of those who had introduced himself as crystal ... This, unfortunately, it hurt me so much and devoted more attention than I wanted. Never before in recent months (or maybe years, and I'm waking up just now) I thought I lost friends and friends! For my will, in most cases, or will of others, what matters is that I was hurt and disappointed by the behavior of surface too often people for whom I would have moved mountains and have not proven worthy of my esteem! But what is the meaning of friendship? What sense does it feel united by something invisible and magical if it takes so little because your world you go crazy and turn your back? What sense does it start at any time of day or night to listen to those who hold, or to collect her tears in a bucket, then if the result of all your "give" is a kick in the ass? But is not the fault of others! The blame if any, is only mine! I let them do what they did! And then you change the next stop and fuck all. Then, somehow or for some reason, he closed the door behind you, you'll start new ones. So it's true that the assertion of the! Okay, change your mind again: do not start anymore. But it will be wise and try again, to insist and insist, and insist? What would you have done? I, perhaps because I am in Chicago or for mere convenience, I decided to give yet another chance at this lousy place to give me wrong. If I need confirmation ... will still be my fault.

Nor is it more the case for anyone to wish good night: it's almost dawn! But how can you abandon the rite of radionotte? He lit the cigarette farewell, here you must say "good night"!

PS

convertible, if you read this post, before you eat me alive I want to inform you that I have not forgotten you. I managed to read the beginning of your novel a few days ago! :-)