'I feel melancholy. D. said that night. His desire wavered between wanting to sink into deeper sleep, and so finally bury the myriad of thoughts that haunted him, and will have something to tell and tell. Well, the strangest desires are often favored by fate, I think! So start a discussion with his close friend F. who replied firmly alternating curiosity about the words of his friend: "Ah you? Well it is October. Will be guilty of autumn. "
D., taken from his increasingly paranoid Occasional said casually:" Um, could also be. "
And the friend, as if he understood the confusion, as if wanting to reassure retorted his usual firmness, this time mixed with a slight smile: "But, yeah, sure! It is also the lack of what we expect. "Q. You imagined the knowing smile of his and for a moment he stood there smiling alone staring at the screen of his laptop. D. told himself again, thinking more carefully the question: "But, as I wrote long ago, how can the autumn to be the bearer of gloom if in the end is the most colorful of all the seasons (I think). Even more than primavera.I autumn colors are hot..
F., always make calm, sober face to the soul down to D. replied: "Yes, but they are a prelude to winter. Spring heralds the summer with its bright colors. Autumn has within it the memories and remembers very hot, just that the chill of winter will follow shortly..
not yet completely alienated from his constant and, perhaps, useless to think D. said again: "Do you remember winter if you do you want to remember. But if you turn away the memory of the cold, because you're still sad? ". F. And very quickly, clarified the question to his friend:" Why is inevitable, my dear brother, you know there, you know that winter is right in front..
Taken from the discussion, and become more aware through the words of F., as if to feel a bit 'but with the ridiculous want to talk out their concerns, D. said: "My half-truth, taken from" The trivial philosophies of life of a twenty year old fool, "is that I'm starting to feel scared.." This time more intrigued F. said: Fear? And for what? ".
the other, with the answer already matured in his mind he said:" Fear of suffering for the sentiments. We know how stupid I can be and how much, alas, let me carry on the situation. (Indicating the absence of allusions).
F., read a moment, thought, and began to argue, this time to do a lot more comprehensive: "Fear is a common feeling. Even my. But what can we do? We know how it goes. It is not the first time that we fall in love, we've done it before. Many times we were disappointed. And a thousand other times it will be. But do you deny yourself the undeniable value of being in love, the act of loving, of having next to someone without necessarily thinking that perhaps one day there will be no more? ".
D. not fully understanding the words of his friend, in turn, said: "The problem is that I do not think very far ahead, but to the next. The problem is upstream. Will I ever find a match? ".
F. smiled and answered:" Oh D. You know better than me that is as futuristic idea of \u200b\u200bnot finding anyone! I could spend the fear of not "affezionartici" but certainly I do not know how to make you spend the fear of not finding anyone..
always dubious, always more ready to enter into violent conflict with his thoughts, is justified D. "It's futuristic. It is also probably the easiest way to take care of this piñata full of sensations of nature more diverse and varied.
[it's all part of my philosophy spiccola].
Fraternally F. replied: "You'll see that everything will be fine. All you need is "time, patience and courage..
D., now in part as if he had solved his problem he said: "I hope so, because after all we deserve..
" It is certain that we deserve. "F. said, and on notes to this seemingly sweet melody went to sleep.
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