Sep 06, 2007 17:25
In these last months I stopped to write on my LJ and I need every day more to do that but it's like my part of english is broken inside me, every week I start to write a new post and every week I delete it with any reason, it's like I can't stop my mind for a moment from work, I tired of it and now I trying to do the same....I hope to arrive at the end this time.
Two days ago I was badly on the platform of the station in Milan and a friend of my village called the emergency 'cause I couldn't stay up...
It was strange 'cause 5 minutes before I was happy I didn't feel nothing strange to myself, anyway I was for a long time at the Hospital in Milan,an hospital not in the city center but close to the station, very very dirty place.
Fortunatly I don't have nothing bad, I think it happens, It's life, but today at work everybody ask me the same: Are you waiting a baby?
Have a good night I going home