despite the paranoia, anxiety and melancholy moments, to me, I'm living large. there is nothing in the world that you love more than going to dance at the same location as when I was 15, going to bed at 6 am after having breakfast with my friends and dark circles under your feet, get up at 4 pm at least 2 times a week and meet new people. since I no longer have a person who totally devote 24 hours to 24, I returned to live for the weekend and friends! when we get into the car and sang the songs they know by heart a thousand years, when I see them go wild on a track under the console and falling down stairs, when they crawl to the car again and sung and dance uncontrollably to the same songs high volume, when we eat at 5:30 and re-read the messages sent during the night without direction, I understand that if I spent almost 2 years happy, even now is not so bad. I had forgotten the value of friendship and fun? if the case is so, I apologize to everyone, but I'm recovering great!
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