Vacanza

Ennesima pausa, ennesima ricerca di un po’ di pace dallo stress lavorativo e dalle tensioni quotidiane, saro’ in giro per l’Italia, ma poi torno.

Blog in vacanza fino al 10 novembre

I'll be in my room alone
every post meridian
and I'll read my diary
and that book by Mister Gideon.

Bye Bye Baby
remember you're my baby
when they give you the eye.
And just to show that I care,
I will write and declare
that I'm on the loose
but I'm still on the square.

I've been lonely,
but even though I'm lonely
they'll be no other guy.
Though I'll be gone for a while,
I know that I'll be smiling
with my baby by and by,
with my baby by and by.

I'll be gloomy,
but send that rainbow to me,
then my shadows will fly.
Though you'll be gone for a while
I know that I'll be smiling
with my baby by and by.

(Bye Bye Baby – Marylin Monroe)

Il viaggiatore si riposa…

Controllo

Una delle cose che piu’ mi spaventa e’ la paura di perdere il controllo, so quanto posso trascendere, essere cattivo, dire cose solo per ferire e via dicendo, chissa se sia dovuto alla mia mania per gli eccessi?

In ogni caso finisco per questa ragione per ipercompensare, mi chiudo a riccio se mi sento in pericolo, alzo gli scudi, mi nascondo in un angolo, un po’ come il protagonista della splendida serie di fumetti della Marvel: The Hulk.

L’omino verde e’ un po’ la mia dannazione, so che e’ li’ presente e che in certe situazioni si presenterebbe, dicono che certi stati d’animo sono ereditari, e penso di poter concordare in merito.

So che posso trascendere emotivamente ed allora preferisco non mostrare I graffi ricevuti, mi trasformo in statua, su cui tutto rimbalza, finisco per escludere, cosa che le persone vicine non mancano mai di farmi notare.

E’ come se tagliassi fuori il mondo e volessi vedere solo quattro mura, un focus ridotto che mi consenta di non esplodere, che prevenga un accesso d’ira o di altri sentimenti caldi.

So che sotto sotto potrei valicare tutti I limiti quando quel freno inibitore della ragione venisse sollevato ed allora preferisco soffrire in silenzio, accumulare ed eventualmente sfogare in seguito con una passeggiata, un riposo o un libro.

Ogni tanto finisco per farmici venire una gastrite, ma resto convinto sia il minore dei mali.

This is a story about control

My control

Control of what I say

Control of what I do

And this time I'm gonna do it my way (my way)

I hope you enjoy this as much as I do

Are we ready?

I am

'Cause it's all about control (control)

And I've got lots of it)

When I was 17 I did what people told me, uhh!

Did what my father said, and let my mother mold me

But that was long ago

I'm in

Control

Never gonna stop

Control

To get what I want

Control

I like to have a lot

Control

Now I'm all grown up

First time I fell in love, I didn't know what hit me

So young and so naive, I thought it would be easy

Now I know I got to take

Control

Now I've got a lot, ow!

Control

To get what I want

Control

I'm never gonna stop

Control

Now I'm all grown up

Jam, ooh ooh

Rebel, that's right

I'm on my own, I'll call my own shots

Thank you

Got my own mind

I wanna make my own decisions

When it has to do with my life, my life

I wanna be the one in control

So let me take you by the hand, and lead you in this dance

Control

It's what I got, because I took a chance

I don't wanna rule the world, just wanna run my life

Ooh

So make your life a little easier

When you get the chance just take

Control, ooh ooh

Now I've got a lot, ooh

Control

To get what I want, ow!

Control

I'm never gonna stop

Control

Now I'm all grown up, ooh!

Free at last

Out here on my own

Ooh ooh ooh yeah, eee

Now control this, uhh

Control

That's right

Control

Career moves

Control

I do what's right for me

Control

And me wants to groove

Is that okay?

Yeah!

Ooh, control

I've got my own mind

Ooh baby

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

I've got my own mind