Esco to go from one room to another, I have to do something. Arrival and I can not remember what to do or take ... then back to the first room and nothing comes back to me in mind.
travel in a car thinking hard for a person. When I get home I do a lot of things, spend hours reading, talking, I listen to the radio. I'll be back in the car again, I do commissions. And then all thought of the person who I thought was going home as if it were there to wait, and then it happens that I will catapult him, same as I had left, I can start from there.
are in bed and do a dream. I turn away and poof, the dream fades. Then I turn around in the first place and there it is, exactly where I left off.
I'll be back after a year in the house of the holidays of the year before. The year before I had read a book. Just before the house, that book there, the images, his music, characters and emotions, too, are all there, attached to curtains, walls, the compriletto.
The house tells me again.
'm beginning to think that thoughts are things.
'm beginning to think that it is always better to have beautiful thoughts.
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