I had this wardrobe in my room. It's following me from my first home. Every time i've changed home I disassembled it and assembled it again.
The furnitures of my room are so different that sometimes I felt like living in a storeroom. So I decided: I have to tidy it. Right Now!
So I throw away lot of stuff I amassed during the years. And than...I disassembled the wardrobe and I move it to my father basement.
So...I live on the third floor. No elevator. I had to bring one piece at time as they are quite big.
And than I put everything into my small car and reach my parents home (very close to my home). There I help my father...and I came back to clean and move the drawer, the lamps, almost everything in the room.
So now my bedroom is for sure better...i'm finished but i'm happy.
Have a good monday!

The Talamoni of Palazzo Davia Bargellini, Bologna (XVII)

Sunny day (at last) so I had a walk and a lunch out in a cosy (and cheap) restaurant.
Historic centre was so crowded in the after noon that I must return home...directly into my bed.
I realized, not nowadays actually, that my life start to "decline" enough years ago. So it's time to change. It was already time to change last yera and the year before...but I have no time left.
First I must change my attitude. Stop complaining - at first - and look for goodness everyday.
Second I must find new friends. I broke with lot of people, sometimes it was my fault. Non always.
Third...I want to move to another place, I want to find a place I can call home, not only house.
Will I succed? Let's try.

it was a white day

Saturday we had our art white night. It was cold, so cold. But there was the moon. On Sunday I woke up and the word was really white, once again.
I had a trip (I had to), I drove through the hills close to Bologna

I found the path in the silent wood, i guessed it was harder.Thank You Saint Luca, You are still taking care of Us from the top of your hill
I dreamt of a warm home, just above the field, at the end of the word.

still winter

Now that snow is melting, freezing, and melting again, word seems more dirt than I remember.
Fortunately sky is so blue...and this mornig, as I open the window, dawn warmed me up.

Ok, 2010 has began. 13 days aren't enough to judge a year, are they?
I was happy 2009 finished as it was not an easy year. Nothing so bad...but nothing so good as well.
It finished leaving some restlessness in me.
As usual, I have lots of whishes for the new year, so many things that I HAVE to do.
Has still a whish list a sense if I know I won't do almost anything of what I dreamt?
What I know for sure is that 2009 end of the year was colder than last ten years:

I've just found this article about Bologna.
Nice to read it.
Merry Christmas.
Massi

Ok, this year sounds to be a white christmas.
Cold, snow, ice...everthing looks right, at least outside my home.
Yesterday I had a walk.
Trees were covered by snow, the hills around white and the air clean.
The old town looks so great.
In front of he basilica of San Petronio there is the Santa Wood: there were the reindeer too, and it was so cold they really didn't look out of place here.
It was nice, children were playing with snow, and almost everybody was happy.
Even the God Nettuno was less serious than usual!
And then, when I was freezed enought, I came back home for lunch...well it was 6pm, but it wasn't already time for dinner.