Time flies, time flies! Sharp images to scroll through the speed of light. My childhood in Lauriano Po? The sky was clear that the first days of October, we covered all of a sudden flight of hundreds of contemporary, and even of thousands of swallows. My passions as a teenager? The books, jokes and agl'insegnanti classmates at school, tennis, Milan, rock and a little girl with red hair. Schultz in the latter only person he could create better than the original: I, poor Charlie Brown italics, no time to declare my love to the tune of Stairway to Heaven that ... puff: a week after his father had moved to the States to work!
Time flies, time flies! University never digested for my idiosyncrasy to the exams, distraction and part-time jobs, escapes into English here and there for the boot and return to the fold increasingly daunting. In a quick flash back quickly everything will be resolved in no time. A stable job, the first house, Borgata Parella a stone's throw from Pellerina, the meeting with Paula, the woman of my life: I'm becoming normal, too! In fact, at the end of the century the wheel turns, seemingly against me, but I do not give up! My thanks to Paula, the one who can read the bottom of my heart with one glance, I find hard to trust in myself and Ale: a zero ball in the center and from Manchester comes an invitation that you can not refuse. But this is recent history and ...
Time flies, time flies: as you are right, Porcupine Tree Friends!
