Coming back to the city means to take a step back in the way I was making. The city catchs me and make me love it in such a way that everything I have built to provide my new world is being cracking.
Coming back means to be trapped in the past and staying means to lose a piece of me in each moment. Milano hasn't dusks like Cotillo, not even has dusks. It's full of humanoids who walk fast and make noise everytime. I can't listen that silence that I like so much and with the one that I can say everything. Here is not the soulmate who with time forgets my past that I deny to leave out.
She also can say everything with silence although her mind is turning off.
Siempre es bueno volver a empezar.
ReplyDelete"El tiempo" lo decide todo,
y el silencio lo complementa :)
saludos :]
Gracias por tus palabras Nano. :)
ReplyDeleteEs un círculo por cerrar y otro por abrir más de esta vida.
looks nice!!! I love milano!!!
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ReplyDeleteAlgún día visitaré Milano y todo su fashion culture! Suerte con las mudanzas!
ReplyDeletexoxo
:) linda entrada, lindas fotos, lindo blog.
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