Happy to go, happy to come back
I’m so happy to come here in Siciliy, to see my parents, my family and some of the old friends I have here.
Was so good to drink with Hannibal, my cousins, to see again the most incredible creature called Fly and to talk and drink coffee with Ambra in our “special place”.
But I’m so happy as well to come back to “my” life in Dublin. My habits, My place, My place… and all the people I have close to me.
Will be so good to see you all guys. I miss my job.
Maybe some people doesn’t miss me… or worst, they don’t care about me anymore. At all. but who fucking care??? I’m learning to do the same, with the people who deserve this type of treatment.
Lot of new things are waiting for me in Ireland.. and, I promised already to don’t allow any persons to ruin my days, from now on.
Ireland, I’m coming back.