10/15 years ago my nights often generated liquid words.
Delightful nocturnal fits of words that I shared, we shared via GeoCities, Splinder, TesteDaTagliare among a few (not a few actually) intimate.
I lost almost everything, even if someone of those ravings has been saved, maybe lost in some hard disk that I do not know where (I don't speak of mine) abandoned around Italy, or immersed deep in the dusty roots of my WordPress, the my [ Soffitta on.line ] I have not opened for years.
I also gave birth to various "di me", which I updated at every move.
But before last December no one had ever asked me a good "of me", reasoned, no one had ever asked me expressly to tell me.
A few days ago we entered, I entered the year that will celebrate my first fifty springs. Maybe it would be the right time to straighten out, but I don't think I could even try to answer some of these questions that I have done via e.mail ...
It's a bit 'long and I apologize to those who can read ... everything, because I let go and I just got carried away as always.
But I sincerely thank Alex
, I am really touched, as well as thanking all those who "recognize" and who have contributed to this story, in this "di me 2018 remix", sharing with me many of those anecdotes.
Thank you all and again Happy 2018 !