raccordo

self

rain

If I had a dragon, I could ride it and fly away from this hell and plunge into the clouds and laugh, and cry, and forget about the oil warning light maddeningly blinking on my dashboard.

tangenziale

Driving on the tangenziale during rush hour.
I suddenly realize that I don't fear death anymore: hell can't be much worse than that.

raccordo

Hi there stranger! You are going to fall and crash on me, aren't you?

grass

and

new kids on the lawn.

road

A perpetual fog planet would be my second choice, if the perpetual rain planet was already taken.

raccordo

Fog makes your morning an extension of your dreams.

cavour

“Hey.”
“Hey.”
“What are you looking at?”
“Nothing.”
“Did you know this is the gateway to a parallel universe?”
“Oh really? How much is the ticket?”
“Your own life.”
“Oh.”

underground

There I would pick all these underground looks and file them in my own personal look book.

heavy

“You've got a dragon curled up into your belly.”
“Really? I thought it was yesterday's pizza...”

grass

On my way from the parking lot to my office. A leafship is ready to take off, with its load of raindrops willing to escape, no matter where, no matter why.
Oh I wish I were a raindrop.

morning

Sometimes I wish I could buy a night extension before going to bed.

lunch

I drowned my indifference in a crème caramel.

dreams

“Tonight, I had this bad dream where you were leaving me.”
“But I am leaving you.”
“Oh.”

train

A smart way to make your problems disappear is to put them in a critical geopolitics perspective.

frascati

And then, I looked up to let my mind play among the stars.

wall-e

Yesterday my mom called and said that even robots manage to find a girlfriend.

teacher

I'm learning to look beneath the surface of appearance.

rain

We should be dancing on our lawns, our mouths wide open to welcome the raindrops.
We are driving our cars on a jammed raccordo anulare instead.
Life sucks.

280

Yesterday night: ethnic food.


Thank you for your smile, Noemi.

today

Today, I've got a date with the inevitable.

leaves

So how many of you want to slowly turn red, give up your rotten life infrastructure, fly away freely and finally become one with Earth?
Raise your hand.

turin

This is one of the best memories I've got from the period I've been living in Turin: the view of liquid nitrogen evaporating and disappearing in the air.
I would stand there for hours, with this ravished expression on my face, looking at the cute little fog.

train

Where is the secret stock of colours I used to shed on my black and white expectations?

ground

Kings of Ants, teach me how to live like there is no tomorrow.

bus

Disillusionment was softly spreading among the passengers.

lunch

And as we cleared our plates from the fettuccine, we started reading our future in the leftover porcini mushrooms.

running

Sometimes I forget if I am the one running after or the one running away.

socks

I bought a set of seven socks labeled from Monday to Sunday.


But I'm deliberately reshuffling them with the express intention of annoying the Universe.

grass

A sunny October morning, we are like dewdrops unconsciously resting on our little blades of grass.

anomaly

I wanted to write an anomaly report on my own life in our tracking system but didn't know where to start from.

fondente

They are stuffed with temporary relief.

blinking

There is this blinking exclamation mark red button in my head I don't dare to push.

unconfortable

Tonight, the sky is full of disbelief.

fallen

There are times when I just want to lay down on the grass and pretend to be a dead leaf, but my pale white skin would betray me.
I need to get a tan.

curiosity

I'm so desperately curious about life I want to dissect it.

grass

I was kind of hoping to find a button labelled “Disappear Here”.
Oh grass, why are you hiding your treasures.

raccordo

So you think you feel like a faint tiny sun ray desperately trying to find its way through the almost impenetrable dark cloud layer?
Stop your whining.
It's time to be the dark cloud.

train

The whispered words from your fellow passengers, the city lights sliding away outside the window, oh, that warm and cosy feeling of a night train home.

pleo

You realize that maybe you are still human after all, if being tenderly bitten by a pet dinosaur makes you feel all warm inside.

grass

Today on my way from the parking lot to the office I stopped for a moment, bent my knees and looked at the world from a new perspective.