Gypsy souls, magic dust and life beyond the big 50.

Weird are the days when you realize that someone who was once meaninful to you is permanently disappearing into the shadows of indiference. Empty memories are like dance full of tecnique but without soul....they have no particular effect on you, apart from the oddness this lack of effect causes. Weird.

It's been a long time since I don't blog....and I am enjoying creating a whole new blog elsewhere :)