never has happened to you that you look at your life as if through a glass armored bank branch, not realizing what he's doing that from the outside, dreams and peak and really great and you feel completely normal and everyday, even when you tell it to other people?
what stupidity, of course you felt that way. all, really.
took eons without upgrading. not for lack of desire, but lack of online.
if I stopped at the journal, had the sense to fill the gap that gives the comfort of a flat rate connection or infinite. power guard down, relax, drop wordslike bullets. Germany
booted me that peace.
I have come to live in the country where there are no flat fee and get a adsl phone, as well as expensive, is an odyssey.
so hats in the public areas open wifi or pay-per-minute.
restricting to only the mandatory sentences, which have been said to keep things running diaa day.
and my words, dried, mixed with German grammar learned the hard way.
maybe that's why I'm so focused on stopping moments with a camera.
because the words have gone on vacation, like me, like this journal. And thank goodness
ay That Is Now. In principle, only the Japanese had the sensitivity needed to detect it. They put a name, but could only use an untranslatable term: Mono No Aware. Untranslatable by boundless.
"The sadness of things" is not enough. "sensitivity to things" not covered by the shade of melancholy.
Indeed, words do not serve to reach Mono No Aware. Because the intention was to experience the objective world in a direct and immediate empatíaa understand the objects and the natural world without the mediation of language or other mediators. There is no room for words.
One understands the world through the rec
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