Santa Claus & Milena Velba

keep family


remember years ago that he had read a novel by Andrea De Carlo, "utopian", in which the mechanisms that regulate family relationships are compared to the gears of a refrigerator, or hot to cold.
day trip in the car to find my alassio.
a premise must be made: perhaps they are too sensitive to the dynamic feel like the nib of a seismograph, the earthquakes, but it is also true that forcing all'omertà the brain in some cases impossible.
intolerance fart in the air, opposing views of the world turn a remake of the iceberg and the Titanic, idiosyncrasies celebrate their festivals with polenta and sausage, processions of neurosis and wave candles imploring St. Sigmund.
result: I imagined in "who has seen it?".
conjectures, suppositions that overlap, testimonies from friends who say they recited in a voice broken by emotion: "we expected, in recent times it seemed so strange ..."
and then the mother: "My child, come back, the mother prepares you for the lasagna." already, the problem is that my mom does not remember how to do the dough in the oven.
and sister: "Come back, come on, you've done parsing, logical, now that you have to finish the season".
last but not least, the father: "Come back, my son back. You have to go on sale to retire the football DVD I ordered."
and his wife, pleading: "Come back, please, love, again: I miss the goat."
and then the Guardian: "I had always assumed it was half peasant, now I know: it disappeared without even saying hello."
and colleagues: "wherever you remember: the first quarter provides max two oral and two written tests. the pentamestre, three and three. send them to Address e-mail of our institution: info@istitutocaccapupù.it.
and then my dear master, "returns, doshu, you have to take the exam the first kyu. At least you're trying menuchah katadori? "
and the voice of my close friend:" Come back, we end up laughing about the world. "
and then the voice of my mentor," comes back, come on, we must understand where the hell are 'footsteps ste leading to eternal nothingness. "
but yes I'll be back! fact, in hindsight, I have yet to disappear ...