STORY OF A GOOD MORNING

Awake in the dark, still with my eyes half closed. I reach out towards you, I feel your smooth skin under my fingers, it seems to me that you are stretching your leg towards me or maybe you are dreaming, hard to say.

I go up with my hand, I look for you, I kiss you. Here is the navel and then higher. I kiss you again.

You're awake now, I'm sure, you're looking for me too in the dark. We kiss gently and then more and more passionate.

Our bodies are looking for each other, I undress you. You undress me.

I feel your skin against mine, your warmth. It's cool outside but it's hot right here in this bed.

"What a nice awakening" you tell me.

"Good morning" I reply.

You guide me inside you and hold me.

It's just us, you and me. You keep me inside you.

"Don't run away" you tell me.

"I'm not going anywhere" I tell you.

Let's stay like that, a little longer.

Who knows what time it is. Ultimately, however, it doesn't really matter to know.

"You interrupted the dream I was having," you tell me.

"Is that what you dreamed of?" I ask you.

"I do not remember"

"Excuse me"

"No, don't apologize, that's okay. It doesn't matter what I was dreaming about anymore. But it's the second day in a row that I have a dream interrupted. Yesterday Tigress did it when I woke up."

I WAS AT THE WINDOW

I often stay staring at the sky while I’m in the car or just when I’m walking around. I look at the sky because from there my mind opens and makes me reach the sea of ​​stars on the expanse of salty, clear water, full of star reflections. It reminds me of winter evenings, when with very few degrees I was short-sleeved on the beach taking pictures. As I looked at the immensity of the sky, I imagined people who, like me, looked at nothing like a dreamer. I imagined people looking at the stars immersed in black to return home or as they looked out on the balcony or the bedroom window with a cigarette between their lips or a steaming cup, and in taking their time to think, they lost themselves looking at the sky with eyes and heart full of anger or sadness, letting oneself be engulfed in the bubble leaving the world outside, and who knows, maybe we are all astronauts but with the fear of leaving the earth and entering the darkness of the universe among the planets and the stars.
In my head there is an empty room for you, a glass of wine and a book of poems that I would have liked you to read, a comfortable sofa and a window on the roof to observe the shapes of the clouds, to watch yourself while you are busy looking for the constellations. From time to time I go back to that room, to bring fresh flowers and open that window, to breathe a little. I sit on the sofa with my knees to my chest and read that book, slowly sipping the wine, you know I like to savor things, but then I get up and lock that door, at least three turns, to think about it before opening it. Your place remains and will always remain, but I won’t let you in anymore. I will no longer give you the keys if you fill a seat only to then leave, leave a groove on the sofa and the goblet only half full. In my heart there is a room, certainly small and closed, there is not a window or a book. But there are blank sheets to write on, to fill with complicated ideas, that room is certainly more challenging, everything you write head, the page cannot go blank, you cannot leave without this room undergoing changes, everything will not return in perfect order as before, so I rarely let anyone in. A breath of wind will not take away your perfume, it will not go away, just as your memory will not and maybe neither will you. I got you stuck between these lines and a veil of nostalgia, if you enter the life of a writer it is inevitable to stay on a sheet.

HOW TO SLEEP WELL

I advised, in my old blog, to remove all electronic devices from the bedroom. To use only a futon or a wooden net and not a metal one. But they criticized me because they say that Feng Shui is not a science. Yet many people suffer from insomnia and don’t want an effective remedy like this. I don’t like technology in my bedroom. I prefer few knick-knacks.
In the Feng Shui style design of the bedroom, it will occupy the space farthest from the entrance to the house. Arrange the bed so that you have the windows on the opposite side of the wall or at the most on the side, so as not to have a hidden external view.
As for the bed position recommended by Feng Shui, the bed should be placed as far away from the door as possible. If your bed is too close to the door, there is a possibility that you will be caught in the surprises of life.
Be aware of the location of doors and windows. Try to avoid placing the bed between the two.
Choose inspirational art to decorate your bedroom, such as natural and relaxing scenes.
The bed should also be supported by a solid headboard with a wall behind it and should never be placed under a window. Both the headboard and the wall offer protection and support on a subconscious level. If you choose to sleep under a window, your personal energy will weaken over time, as it doesn't convey a sense of support and protection.
Even if there is only one person sleeping in the room, it is best to keep each side of the room symmetrical, in order to have a balanced energy on both sides, for example by placing a nightstand on each side of the bed, each with a lamp. . This is also important for maintaining balance in a relationship if you share a bedroom with your partner. Choose round bedside tables instead of square, as they reduce the energy that can be directed towards you while you sleep.
The bed should be of a good height, preferably without an inner container underneath. Energy must be able to circulate around the bed, so it is best to get rid of the mess and any deposits under the bed, if possible.
The color of your Feng Sui bedroom is also significant. You can choose the colors of the fire element (red, orange, purple, pink and intense yellow) for passion and energy, working to bring energy to support your career efforts and thus helping you to get the right recognition. The earth colors (beige and light yellow) are for a focus on stability, while pastel colors add feelings of peace and tranquility. The feet of the bed should not be facing either the door or a mirror. For a correct rest, plants and flowers should also be avoided.

Attention must also be paid to the orientation of the edges of the furniture. It is preferable that these do not point towards the bed, as it is believed that the edges generate negative energy waves, capable of disturbing sleep.

In this environment, the preferred colors are soft colors, such as blue, light blue, white.
Feng Shui is not only about what we put in a room, but also what we keep outside.

Technology in the first place is not suitable for a sanctuary, so it has no place in your bedroom. Technology is a distraction and can contribute to stress and anxiety, so it's best to remove TVs and laptops, as well as your cell phone. If space is an issue and you need to have a TV or laptop in the bedroom, cover it with a scarf when you're not using it, or store it in a closet.

Books should also be kept in other rooms in the house. While it is recommended to keep a few books near your bed, on the nightstand, having the walls lined with books can make you feel overwhelmed and feel closed.

Mirrors should be avoided in a Feng Shui bedroom, as they can disturb sleep by bouncing the reflected energy, keeping you awake and restless. If you share your bedroom with a romantic partner, it is also thought that a mirror invites a third person in the couple, opening the space for infidelity.

Equally important to keep Feng Shui out of your bedroom are fountains, water features or even just images of water, as they could cause financial losses or theft; as well as plants and flowers, as they can create too much activity and energy for you to rest properly.

Finally, get rid of the clutter to allow the energy to circulate properly and throw away the clothes you no longer wear: keeping them in your bedroom could prevent you from embracing new opportunities. It is better to avoid cluttering the bedroom with photos of friends and relatives or images of religious iconography, as you will feel like you are being observed and judged. 

NOCTURNIA

the sea falls from the eyes
the bones embrace my heart
they hold him like a fist.
I did the first harm during the day.
the night embraces me with her black hair.
light of the dark.
you are a big moon.
I am a lonely shadow in the night.
Even the moon is eclipsed as I pass.
The stars are covered with clouds.
Rain mixes with tears.
Dark thoughts thicken.
Like trees in the middle of the forest.
A deafening silence reigns around me.
the sea wall comes up against my heart.
the waves welcome my shivering from the cold.
I curl up under the sheets.
but she still peeks at me. cursed moon.
In recent years my life has changed a lot, between people found and people lost the account is always zero. After he left me I started a new life, and thanks to this I found new paths. There have been people who have deeply saved me, one more than all, I was in a terrible moment, alone, with no one to talk to. I felt like I was clinging to the edge of a precipice. He saved me. And I naively believed that nothing would divide us. I never told him, but we rarely talk now, he has his life and he looks happy. So I decided to leave it alone and leave the pieces where they were. Then I fell in love, or maybe I fell in love with the way he loves me, totally irrational, beautiful and dispassionate. Preferring to swallow my shit rather than say goodbye, he left it all for me. I don’t think I deserve it, I don’t think I deserve so much love, not anymore. My last relationship left such a deep scar on me that years later it still hurts when I think about it. My mistake was not being able to forgive myself, while he forgave him in the end, and what he couldn’t make me forgive was the idealization that I had built on him. He wasn’t perfect, and he could hurt me, and he could be wrong. And yes he was wrong with me. I work on me, day after day, minute by minute. My life is not bad, difficult at times very dark. I wish I could talk to my past to move forward, but sometimes it is not possible to do so and then it remains broken forever.

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