Questa notte sono andata a dormire tardi,oltre le 02.00. La sveglia è suonata presto. Lavati, vestiti, prepara la peste per la scuola,colazione..tutto di corsa ma da subito mi sono accorta che qualcosa era cambiato. Seduta sul bordo del letto,mi sono "stropicciata" gli occhi a lungo e nel frattempo mi sono resa conto di provare una sensazione diversa dalle altre mattine,quasi liberatoria.
A lavoro ho received some kind of promotion by the time I switched to full time. Now more money will go into my pockets.
Today was a good day's work, good sales and no shits fucking hysterical looking for a beautiful necklace from the magical power to make his beautiful model. I spent most of the morning to tease my lovely boyfriend, telling him that I was hungry and I wanted him to bring me lunch. It is not the first time I do (with poor results) but today, to the one, I see him appear in a store saying that he came to bring me lunch. It will be a cock, a trivial thing to many but for me it was really nice to see pop up to surprise her pretty little head!
It 'been a quiet morning, I have often wondered what was the good feeling experienced upon awakening. I felt so light ... then a couple of hours ago, a small object on the corner of his desk caught my attention. An ashtray. Clean.
That was it! This explains the nice feeling!
A week ago, I would have raised totally stoned and before you even open your eyes, in a few minutes I had a cigarette in hand and a double espresso. A bitter taste in the mouth and the feeling of being controlled by something. Not this week though. This morning I opened my eyes first .
no desire to smoke. There is no smell of cigarette smoke on me. No crisis. No regret. No sense of emptiness or loss. Cigarettes I do not need more. In fact, I never served.
Now I know what it was a good feeling. Freedom.
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