Please don’t come all together…

Finally it has arrived. It is here with me. Everytime I look at my image in the mirror, it smiles to me. When I go out, it follows me. When I go to sleep, it lies on the pillow.With me. When I meet it, confused feelings arise inside me. Melanchony. It reminds me days are passing even for me. And not only for all the others who were born in 1972. Joy. To have arrived to see it in the same time I have already married my first daughter. Not every 72 people could have this big honor. Hope. To be able to see all my dreams realized before all the friends of my new friend come to join me.

Welcome, my first grey hair:)


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