from Turin

strange...I'm just someone else,another life,another city,other friends...but something calls...and it soundsl ike the far-away laughes at via kennedy, smells like the croissant in the night at mercatello, the early sun in the mornig, the last pray in my bed...kisses on the creek...thoughts..I miss home, that's the cruel truth...

Finally...a room of my own!!!

I'm here, just arrived!
Hello to everbody!!!
This space would be the place where I can express everything I feel...because I often go around, and I haven't my own room..sometimes I don't feel at home, even if I'm at home...
difficult to explain, anyway I will try...