Nature woke me up at 9.
days ago a colleague told me just that, told me that I can not bear to be an alarm to wake her, and that would always and only when he is waking up the body so requests.
I went downstairs and I looked out on the terrace, the sun was so clear that I immediately thought of Martin, the one with the voice de uma I note, with Martin and the first time we met , right on the terrace. From there, including Martin and my two current roommates that soon they will go away were six characters that populated the Mansion Lilacs in these twelve months. Six characters in search of something in this city but all six, as it happens, sooner or later sucked from other lives, other emergencies, some nostalgia, some wishful thinking.
As of yesterday, is a year that I live in this crooked house. This morning I woke up at 9, woke me up in nature, but noiselessly so, so, say, natural.
I was facing down on the terrace and the sun was clear. Check Samuel which is not included in counts of roommates, it is a kind of guest stars check, and Samuel tells me I soucieux the air, which I am worried, I tell him that I just have to go to the toilet, the indexes with the door of my hand, which is occupied by Nico Samuel invites me to follow him downstairs to pee in the bathroom, I followed it, piss and go back with a satisfied smile on his face and a hand raised giovannipaolosecondo genre, as he saw me pull me a laugh of his, short, abysmal.
The characters, the major producers and guest stars appear and disappear over the edges (frames, walls, stairs, doors) of the shots of this house and time in ways that often suggest a sitcom, of which I, for both return to the abuse issue Truman Show, I-told-are unaware yet fun protagonist. Samuel I leave on a plane, I find Nico on the other, which emerges from the bathroom carrying the vapor, makes his line often dry, humor a bit 'harsh, exotic, a swallow of orange juice, you rinsenrra suddenly in his study, and then check out Joanna, I am a primordial gesture with his hand muttering a phrase in French-Polish, burst out laughing She pretended offense disappears behind the bathroom door. Unaware
Ciufoli a few, but sometimes because of the geometry of the events are so well oiled to make you say is true, it's all true, is a story already written, but I pretend not to believe it and the object of disbelief is not the story but the same array of fiction.
A year in this house, and seems like yesterday, really seems like yesterday, we had a dinner to inaugurate my new address, with the sunset who knows how to sit at the table made up with us, and that toward the dessert (not eat) gives his best. Someone among the guests, had the face of those who would go away soon, and judging from the photos it seems that he knew it.
go away: What's wrong? Soon, later, just in time or doing things slowly. But I'm staying here, I want to enjoy the spectacle of new sitcom banal sunsets and new, with lots of laughs from a pre-recorded beat and the next. And when, one evening, I'll have had enough of sunsets, then, as the other six characters, I'll leave behind the Mansion, and go in search of auroras.
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