A fellow writer will present me with Lizard autumn Saturday night at the Castle Solza (BG). He started a music festival Neverland and talk before the concerts. I asked a friend to come and I sent an email to a confused man who does not see for some time - painter, photographer, musician - can that the artists on stage know them, trust that he may have wanted to meet me and hear readings from my book: ZERO!
If I were not in book-tour I was going to Berceto with trying to practice around the fire, to greet the ancestors. In Florence someone makes boxes, I know.
Seeking the questions I did last weekend at the banquet in Piazza Ghiberti, in the Festival, they seemed more interesting than what I could say about what I wrote. I find them not as if they were stuck in the Apennines, the high speed he had not made the magic of the boat to the North. Or perhaps they are around here and I just did not see them, I think myopia worsened in recent weeks that the sun rises later and disappears too soon, here in the North.
too long away from the roots? I could go back? Merlin hates the train, I know, is not likely that the first leg.
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