Tonight is one of those where it is difficult to fall asleep and sleep. I'm nervous, beyond my control. My thinking is confused, distant, yet close elusive.
I have also complicated the life of its own, admittedly, looking for a place that no. But overall, everything was already difficult enough, so I added a load to the beam that has no other choice but to stand up, and now I enjoy a combined pressure of which I would rather avoid.
wait for tomorrow, with what you bring. It 's always been a difficult thing for me. I wish I could always fix things right away, even if only when they are not 100% ready to do or what to do is not ripe. My failures are possibly due to this. At a timing that the things that really matter to me I can not control. But in general, sleep and wait for the events with great energy, I could not ever do that.
I remember walking up to exhausting the university through the city on the last day before the exam. I did it because in the last hours I had an awareness of not being able to learn anything more than what I had not absorbed before. And my first night in Switzerland with the expectation of a new light, was sleepless. It starts, some return, some want to talk much, are always a source of a little pain.
I hate waiting. And now I want it to be tomorrow night. That everything was over. I did not have that weight on my stomach that takes my breath away full. Trusting that all is well and will be resolved, does not help me. The obstacle there before I'll put it behind us, and apart from the difficulty of doing so, it will be punctuated by a long and delirious expectation.
E 'an important time. I have to look in his eyes the fear, and escapes his gaze. In not wanting to be petrified by the Medusa, I can only dream of cutting the head with the help of other senses, with the heart. The courage that comes from there, I'll have to use all of discarding the dross so you do not need more spirit, but only the will and a little luck.
It is now the case of sleep. Dreaming of the monsters, but with hand balance in that spirit that sometimes led me away ...
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