We're back. Or at least Ale is back, I still do not know.
The jet lag and reflections after the trip are yet to master.
Outside there is moisture and a city that sleeps five in the afternoon.
I can not draw what I draw. That
galleries of earth worms in it. I
are only portraits of people maimed in television.
The rain does not help, even the cheerios for lunch.
I did not eat too much junk there, if not those of the rite.
I'm not even never went to Starbucks and I have never eaten a hot dog. However I need
Alto Adige. And Friday I get my train and I go there.
And I also need a new phone.
