Cut.
Pause. She could not
more of war and dukes who were dying like flies on his history book.
He put his headphones' s mp 3 in my ears and fell to the ground, in the middle of his room, star, with his eyes open.
The late afternoon light filtered through the blue curtain and a radius orange came from a side where the curtain did not cover, allowing the room to take on an atmosphere worthy of a summer afternoon.
We had come to an end and we had not ever said she found herself to lag behind greek and latin. But now
break. Break from the world that was outside the room, break from the world that he was inside all those books that filled the library before her.
BECOME played by Einaudi.
closed his eyes and tried to remember the first time she had heard that song in the car and saw his father, in Cosenza, while he was hesitating whether or not to go to the apartment of his aunt. RAI-Radio 3 was sending the broadcast as "new release" ... and that is how she fell in love.
His hand began to twirl in the air from the first notes, as held in his hand the bow of his violin and play with the same duet Einaudi.
A chill blows my back now that he was lying there with eyes closed.
... A gray morning and a trip that ended more direct in Frankfurt with a band of orchestranti.
exhausted and sleep deprived from a tiring trip by plane was found to extend the cap on mp 3 of the boy who stood beside her in coach, strongly conscious and proud, convinced that was a gift to know Einaudi of more large, a gift that he would do to a stranger who then was not that much unknown cellist.
crazy how that song had influenced an entire year of his life if not more ...
Listening to go back in time and was able to try the same feelings. He saw himself lying
in a vast and green lawn with open arms and legs linked to another girl who lived in the same place by a thin white thread of his Ipod .
The sun was caught and forced to stand still with eyes closed in that vast prairie: summer 2007, Bradfield College, London : debut with a song a cappella in front to 210 boys and Sardinian of his life that he would continue to hope to meet ever- re ...
And now here he was in his room lying on the ground like an idiot. He was wondering what would
said his mother if he had opened the door.
I felt too stupid 'but I was tempted to go back too and attracted much.
His fingers began to hop on parqouet to music, her heart clenched and took a huge breath filling his lungs as he had never done a shiver throughout the beating and came back to the feet, emotions contrast is about to collide with the inside of her risk of causing a heart attack aged just 18 years premature.
Fear for the final outcome of that year, anger, and old cooked remember, unforgettable emotions, that the wet grass, the cold of Germany, which is absurd Hot on Dec. 24 in Calabria ... invaded it all together in a single instant.
continued to stand still in that room, it felt like tied by the wrists and ankles, only the fingers of both hands were free and as such they were trying to break away from the hand and almost bouncing endlessly, caught by nervousness and frenzy.
All this was the reaction to a similar track.
was a scream of inner desire to live, experience the excitement more just overwhelming, the search for a freedom impossible, to search for hot summer nights spent around the city, running after the bike rack of some screaming and laughing, making the space between the crowds of tourists, arriving late or sleepless nights to eventually get out of too many beers with a group of English while watching the game in the square, on the night travel Scooter dressed only in a shirt and feel the warm sticky air that persists in the mesh and you enter the swells, the desire to stay awake until dawn in a field waiting for the sun, the frenzy of trying a Rawe where posted and beat to death.
... We miss 16 days, 5 hours and 15 minutes ... Then all this will initiate '.
