I would spend a few lines (quiet, a few) to talk about two of my friends, dear friends, now inseparable. It is not easy to have friends, you need luck, luck, and I, fortunately, I had this luck. I know them, I think, since I was little, but hung out at the beginning, with respect but a bit 'of distrust also get to know a bit' better. And then, a little 'discretion never hurt, it is not true?. Over time things have changed and our occasional acquaintances have become familiar, consistent, confidential and very sweet. Of course we also had momentacci of us, where we wanted to quit and not see each other anymore, but one thing is almost always temporary, only needed a little 'patience with us and returned to the serene.
Now our friendship and a sort of dependence, at least for me. I realize that this can be dangerous, but, you know, one before giving up a friend or even two, we think! For instance, each
When things do not go or do not understand or even worse when I feel pain in my soul (I have a soul ... because being a communist is not a good reason not to have it) should I talk to them, I absolutely need their point of view. Over time I realized that I do not really helping and not helping me to understand the truth, but rather to bear it better, I took away the dead weight and often gave me the light I needed to distance myself a little 'problems and see them like this, smaller and more distant and, above all placed in a broader context. Stand the reality 'is a little secret for a better life, far more than understand it. But you have to make the meetings right. Having the appropriate friendships. We are the worst directors of ourselves, we need those who loves us and wants to know
In a lifetime (mine) is not full of happy events, it had this good fortune: to have two wonderful friends, wonderful though sometimes pain in the ass, of those that when you are overjoyed and want to fly, must always be a bit 'hold but, fortunately, when you're in shit up to their necks, they can also tell you "you got that right does the wave."
Oh I forgot to tell you their names also to make them the right gift and make them known to other friends face book: called Irony and Melancholy. LUIGI
FINOTTO
