As far as I have experienced them, hugs are a powerful tool.
They can make you realize that you have a connection, that you are falling in love.
They can give you strenght, let your tears running out of control.
They can both put your heart beating like never before or calm it down exponentially.
Sometimes I avoid hugs. For the same reasons listed before.
But if I have to think about the best things that happened in my life, even only in the last three years - yes - there has been always an hug there.
Valborg, Norby, Svandammen rocks, the bench in the park.
And again the hardest April's fool of my life, or October 20th when I realized that even in a wedding dress you will always be my little sister.
I thought that it mattered what I said or where I said it. Then I realize the only thing that it matters is that you, you make me happier than I ever thought I could be. And if you'll let me, I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you feel the same.
Napoli is amazing weather and landscape, Castel dell'Ovo over a clear shiny sea.
Napoli is color, crowded and tortuous streets in Quartieri Spagnoli.
Napoli is loud. VERY LOUD.
Napoli is warmth, from both the city and its inhabitants.
Napoli is lots of good food, genuine and incredibly tasty.
Napoli is a banquet.
But yet pizza is definitely something you cannot forget.
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Has an amazing weather during this time of the year.
Has heavy but very tasty food (especially Pierogi).
Has inhabitants who don't really speak English.
Is incredibly beautiful, from Kazimierz to the Market Square, to the Salt Mine, to Father Laetus Bernatek Footbridge.
Is full of horses.
Is low-cost. Like litterally everything is cheap.
Has almost more Spanish people than Spain.
Is alive and young.
Has a Dragon.
You know what is weird? Donald Duck never wore pants. But whenever he's getting out of the shower, he always puts a towel around his waist. I mean, what is that about?
I have suddenly come to the conclusion that, between my PhD, Netflix and Prime Video, my Kindle and my growing bookshelf...
My social life is at a really drastic point.
And I spend most of my life deep down inside myself
I’ve dreamt about the possibility of someone else,
Who could see the things I’ve seen and still wait with me
To the darkness we could fade, because we know ourselves
My slipper-socks - simply thick socks with the non-slip gummy-thingy - are so electrostatic that they collect all the blonde hairs that are hiding on the floor.
Basically I just need to walk around and... puff! CLEAN
Even though a bit of concern got me, since in three days I got enough hair to make a doll wig.
And yes, I acknowledge that I am wearing toddlers stuff. It's freaking comfy!
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