Buongiorno Italy, here in Paris will also be cloudy, but we have 5 degrees and you -1 Tie (below provides the umbrella ) ... YES YES YES I am a frustrated shit and enjoy it for useless things ....
But back to us ...
When I met Anna I did not have the readiness to understand what it meant to share life with someone eight years younger than you, certainly there had been some signs ..
For instance it was at least a decade that did not frequent people who received invitations for parties of 18. But there
realize? When I was 24 and I was already a brilliant off-course, she entered the world of rods (for foi pretend to be "unpacked"), wore loose shirts, slacks and sandals, was that politically engaged and went around saying " that we must be certain that that is out of power plays, that we must collectively do not? " (As my brother always says, Verdone has not invented anything) and in the evening, tired from time to political activism, fell in his house with a terrace of course trieste (known neighborhood near Montesacro), but sad, Anna cried, was sick, because really dreamed of sharing a double room (with a small terrace view of the strong Prenestine) with a punk beast and his dog (and the smell? Well, the dog gets used), particularly in times of famine or living on the streets in that nice triangular piazza S. Lorenzo based, inter alia, a market, better known as Piazza Shit (the one where he lives Floris, so to speak).
When I was 20 years old and still a student worthy of the name with aspirations to top management (both those 2 tests that I have left behind them recover the next six months ... I'll say this sentence to myself and to my 8 more years, exponentially increasing the number of examinations to be recovered from year to year, because when we are young we are excited and we know that we want from life), little Anna had just finished middle school, and had just obtained permission to leave until nine o'clock on Saturday on condition that her home by car the parents of his girlfriend's heart was given the take that diary written by Bob I love you.
And finally when I was 17, and in full hormonal temesta explored uncharted universes, she was a dwarf of nine years she believed that love meant to overlap barbie & Big Jim who exchanged a kiss with seminal fluid, not being Big Jim with additional accessories (Nando docet) ... any son would be released from the belly of course, probably the navel.
However Anna respect to his young age was a lot later, it had many features of older people who could make up for these shortcomings master data base, and to my eyes made her seem very wise (his rheumatism, for example).
Yes, my little Anna has always been characterized by typical age age-related ailments, it is almost completely deaf, has the eyesight of an eagle with cataracts (one morning I found it to look dreamily the pillow and say "love you as well with all this colorful pajamas"), some problems with the knee (the result of unknown physical activity, since it does not seem to master any sport, also this is a disturbing aspect ...).
dissolute lifestyle of today's youth, going out every night and come back at midnight, he prefers the quiet domestic life as a couple, possibly constantly clinging to the undersigned, a bit like a limpet to the rock (easy to avoid jokes on scoglione ...)
Here is a symbolic picture, and now I leave you with this for
See you tomorrow with summary and photo collective of superheroes,
greetings and kisses,
Pierpaolanna
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