Unwritten

I am unwritten
can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand
ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
that you can not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

I break tradition
sometimes my tries are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes
but I can't live that way

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
that you can not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
that you can not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Hello everybody

I'm back! I have been living in my new house for 6 weeks. I'm fine, I'm having a lot of fun being alone. I think it's important for a person to spend time living on his own, to understand a lot of things about life and about himself. It gives you larger maturity and wisdom, and it's a great experience.
I'll come back soon, I promise!
bye...

Ch-Ch-Ch-Change

I'm not gone, I'm still here! ;) The problem is the same again: I don't have time... I have a lot of things to tell you ("you" who?): my six months stage ends tomorrow. Today I talked with my boss and he said that they're all satisfied with my job, that I've got great potential. I'm happy. I knew that he regarded me with esteem, but is very pleasant to receive confirmations. So they extended my contract for another year.
On the other hand I have my little house! I started my moving two weeks ago, it's being difficult and very long... few further things are missing and then everything will be in its place!
I'm trying to manage all this mess, it's hard, but I keep trying...

Que sera, sera... whatever will be, will be...

3 weeks...
3 weeks from now I'll have my own home
I'll finally live on my own
I know that I'll have to deal with a lot of issues
I know that it will be very very hard
but when the going gets tough, the tough get going!

Yes we can

I come back after a long silence... I'm very sorry but I don't have much to say.
I keep working, someone says that I'm doing a good job and this makes me happy and proud. I keep searching for a place, but it's hard to find something that fits me.
I'm getting along with my colleague, they are nice and funny and we spend a lot of time laughing together!

So, I'm trying to draw my new life... sometimes it's hard, but it's an attractive challenge!