In February / March it seems that the change of season already begins and this process leads me to live several inconveniences. I start suffering from phobias and heart disease that occasionally get irregular and see me starting or intensifying the use of hawthorn.
This Sunday we had the pizza lunch at my brother’s but at the penultimate pizza all the discomfort I was bringing in matured asking me to get out of that closed and musical environment as soon as possible. Musical because he tends to always put the background music as at the restaurant but I am unfortunately also sensitive to the sounds and rhythms that many times stir me.
I had to get up, try to calm down in the bathroom, with a little water and fresh air, with a little bit of search for more silence but, in the end I quickly dressed up and left them at the table.
They are so: complicated and always in absolute search, need of silence and tranquility.
