Debrah Sampson Quotes

.. but the sky is bluer seeempre ... u. .. u. .. mmm ... mmm ..

About lives in the cabin of his own ego ... who lives in the middle ...

who never questions anything ... who observes from afar ...

who lives his life as a helpless spectator who expects something ... ...

Who says a character who knows ... just be the character he plays ...

who closes his eyes ... who swallow the pill without a taste of what's in your mouth ...

Who lives to survive ...

... who played there to be ...

But the sky is always bluer .. u. .. u. .. u. .. u
But the sky is always bluer .. u. .. u. .. u. .. u

The my sky ... our sky!

Ikusa Otome Suvia Vostfr A Regarder

new ways new words ... ..

I know it's a long time, perhaps too time that I do not write more.

But my words like the lost boys, no longer knows the way, wandered in search of the lost island that is not there.
But a new breeze, unexpected, as providential, has cleared the clouds that hid the spiteful way back home ... and who knows maybe even a bit of fairy dust has made them fly faster.

Whatever happened, came back to me, yeah, maybe because I have not understood the Neverland.

dissolution of the metaphor new things happen.

Maybe it is ending the winter?
Winter, strange season, freezing life in all its forms, but not off, it only stops for a moment the course, which at times seems long and difficult to overcome, but when it ends there are buds that had escaped the view.

I was frozen in my winter crystallized.
But ... .. here it came all of a sudden ... a warm wind that blows from the south, warm rays of sun slowly melting the ice of the cocoon in which I had hidden in the light!

movement ... And again and again to pack up and prepare for a new start.

A gypsy, this is, in my heart ... this zompetto from one place to another ...

... who knows, I'm afraid I have a crazy elf in the brain that makes the good and the bad weather that makes me jump Fly me to the nose and snorting like a runaway horse, which makes me blind madness around in a cage that he built for me, that makes me smile and rejoice so quickly, then have fun changing the rice plant, that keeps me in perpetual motion ...

... I can not stop, and when I try and I stop I feel trapped, trapped feelings, ties, duties ... I feel suffocated, I will stop the breath in your throat in ... ... apnea is an apparent death ...

... it's an elf I crazy ???!!!

Booh ... apple does not want to ask more, it's just me, with all my weakness and folly!

I found the red shoes, I've beaten three times and arrived in the kingdom of Oz ... in front of me the way with gold bricks ... look forward to the scarecrow, the tin man and cowardly lion from the heart!

Sophiticated Knickers

projects for the next sailing ...

After reflecting at length on various alternatives, including the boat to change in favor of a more habitable and live a little above, I finally made my decision. I have been helped in this by some ten days spent at home with the flu, during which, unable to do anything else, I have consulted with the necessary calm, charts, pilot charts, pilot books and websites meteorology and navigation.

Sometimes, to catch a decision will need to unplug the plug from the everyday routine, during which, often without realizing it, we do not have time to think about anything. As for me, often live my weeks as the tunnel in which within a headlong run, panting to get out after seven days without myself even realize how he went all that time. It 's a thing in my life that I'd like to change.

My reflections on future voyages led me to a crossroads, where future options will be subject to a series of questions to which answers must be precise and relevant. I suspect that many of us dream of living on a boat sailing between the atolls of the Pacific or wandering the world without any problems or constraints, without any kind of chores. Many also dream a hammock, and beaches and palm trees on the horizon and the sun always the sun ...

embracing a lifestyle choice is not so radical for all, since over the front of the boat moored in the harbor at sunset, there are other issues to worry that, if unforeseen, could transform our dream into a nightmare. Islands in the Atlantic and the Caribbean, not surprisingly, is quite common to find, at surprisingly good, boats for sale that belonged to people who have given up the shot a few months after his departure from Europe ...

To understand what I really want to do, I asked myself a few, but detailed questions

- The solo sailing for me?

If you decide to change boat, opting for a model that would allow me to live on [in case the model is almost permanently chosen: a 27/274/28 Vancouver's Northshore Pheon or ], I find it inevitable to sail single-handed most of the time.

> To respond, I decided to sail alone from Faro, where it is now winter, the Dreamer, to Sardinia, taking steps to be defined, but one of which is a fixed point: Mahon. The best period is from April, and I have enough time for the small actions I planned on board.

- The type of life that make sailors who roam the Pacific or the world for me?
- What are the islands where you can live with a little dignity?
- What are the places where a Westerner is better accepted and is You can easily find a job?
- What are the pros and cons of living on a boat? Unexpected? Cost?

> To respond, I intend to spend a sailing boat with others, trying to sail to or equal contribution to the cost. As a port of embarkation seems ideal Las Palmas, Canary Islands, in order to make the Atlantic crossing and then to the Pacific may be changing the boat and crew in Panama. The rest of the trip is to be decided. A good time to start the trip from November onwards.

That's it. Once you have found answers to my questions, I'll know what to do, whether to sell the boat and become fully terrestrial, and change it if go to live on, if you keep my Marieholm 26 and move to an island but on the ground or whatever.

The Dreamer, my Marieholm 26, remains on sale , since finding a buyer for a boat so do not seem so easy and takes time. Obviously, any transaction becomes subject to the navigation I am going to take, so the boat will be available once they arrive at the port of destination in Sardinia, near Cagliari should be ...

12 Volt Schematic Charger Battery

baked beans ... now the fire in the piñata

raining today, but really it's raining it's raining, you do not want to do anything you'd like to just stand all day in bed, leave the field open to depression, but ...
... woke up at eight zero zero, because we never give in to laziness, it drags the gloom, at least in questoparticolare historic moment of my life, where confusion reigns, and all the emotions are mixed, in the hands a dealer mischievous, unpredictable and, sometimes even cruel, mocking his smile satisfied the hand that has served. So

work early in the morning, there were beans that had been soaking all night, ready to be cooked, then made a nice fire in the fireplace, so I took two pignate the prepared beans, water, celery, onion and tomato chunks, I'm ready placed close to the flame.

Cones were heated, the water has begun to ploploplop, boiled, and the beans are cooking slowly, I have followed with great care to cook, adding water if necessary, salt, and then a drop of oil .. .

So I tasted them, they taste of winter, my house, reminiscent of my father, who hunched over his fireplace and taste stirs beans, because he cooks them as you like for lunch to be proud of ... something that can already be proud of, you know a tiny bit of revenge on life that has befallen the lot ... or that he decided to live ...?

... My dad introduced me to love and hate ... I did experience what is really thin line that marks the boundary between these two emotions so strong, but so destructive ... huge crevasses that have created in the land of my being ... what is unseen, what is hidden in the bottom of each one ...

And then I put black olives in salt ... but this story we will follow in the days to come, because the olives so good to be prepared before must cure for at least ten days ... I tell you!