the boring and the deep apathy that I'm feeling during this sad period (+ living here in messina again) makes me reflect.
for my birthday I went to Vetro's home in marsala with julia and lavello, and the 1st day I laughed so much that my face was hurting for the 1st 12 hours. *ouch* -real moviment-
it's so obvious that I'm not laughing so frequently,huh?
CONSTRUCTIVE DISTRACTION NEED