Sssttt. This blog is asleep. We don't know for how long. But maybe, one day, it might wake up. And tell that finally, it is freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee is Roma, Bouchéekes from Cote d'Or, Saab 900i, actually playing Schubert properly, free is the breathing of a wonderful, intriguing woman who has this body in which you get completely lost, and having some little, growing, exploring me's and you's around. There are friends in a brown café, drinking Chimay's without becoming too drunk or saying hi to a sunrise on the ocean, whilst having a good cigar and a glass of Glenfiddig. And the other people, trusting you and voting for you and thinking it's worth to have an exchange of ideas, 'cause the work you do is permanent. Free is to become. Freeeeeeeeeee)
There too much hope. This blog should be asleep.