My daughter never reads what I write here and the reason I think she knows everything that goes through my head and the "manner" in which I pass, it is curious of my knows all thoughts, the only ones that could remove them conceal the serenity of security that can find me in "parent", I giant with feet of clay ... but the rest is the only one that knows me in my true essence .
Yet the other day asked me to write his graduation, in fact, is not that I have been asked to write ... I was told to write something that I carry as a sense of guilt for a lifetime ... and I am not exaggerating. I had to take courage last summer to say, I went out ... I just do not tinkered in all ways to try and recover them even knew they had been erased by an idiot who obviously has not been able to do its job well.
photos of his graduation ... my pc has been formatted, photos I had downloaded on the pc without saving burning "so why do it tomorrow and tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow" Pirlo's art ... procrastinate at times is inherent in me ... and to make matters worse for the first time I had lightened the memory of the camera so I have deleted because the pc ... I've done a lot of the text suggests a voice of wisdom "l 'only safe place is the mailbox " I have not followed my advice-too-boring reduce the size of the photos one by one ... neee then burn. Brava, brava, but really, a masterpiece.
I could say that the fault is not mine, you could save before the hard disk on another computer (computer words of a friend, not me after I had told her at least less guilty) and blah, blah but I do not I could do it was all closed the week of August only way to save a friend who procrastinate too: tranuilla not lose anything by next week I take him ... I wanted to ask "why not now? if you're in the office and it cost you? I l 'anxiety I need to know if the photos are still there ... I have not slept for days ... and, daiii, daìììììì " but I did not say, I always there to try not to disturb I did not insist, because even if he did not understand the seriousness ... but obviously bothered him too, then? the problem was my suo.Potrei not blame him, but not the least because I think the responsibility on the contrary, the fault is solely and exclusively mine. Well I went to a point pc strangely opened (and already had enough for wary) I entrusted my pc at 9 am the first one was already good as new ... and already had at least 5 years of photos of my things written of crap found on the net ... and saved my virtual attic. ** ** Ploff nge not anymore.
photos of the degree of Iris .... my Dioooooooooooo
mulacchiona I wrote of her mother, I could not more ... OUT argument to me.
But a bonus of civilization my love can you give me no? Some photos were saved because the evening of graduation, your dad asked him if he passed me some photos on his pen drive and if I was selfish I would have said "you then the do "but I understand the desire he had to review at home immediately after the photo ... a little, but I feel just a little less guilty.
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