Gran Enigma del Alma

So the train started its flow, towards Oslo, so damn lucky to be in Oslo, filled with wooden artifacts, very warm with no need for a stove on the winter days, very soft and cool on the summer days, I was so lucky in that lifetime, I was wondering why my guardian angel was so good towards me. All I had was that candle, a lemon scented candle that was very prone to a burning disaster, but that was there, presently with me, a very good wine, cheap as fuck, and a warm light that dimmered the forms of the room into a variety of mixtures with the company of the candle that felt awesomely warm, but the warmness had one flaw and only one flaw. It was the hardest decision I ever had to do, to the point of telling my mermaid that "I will never EVER separate from you again". but that's life, a journey right? so with this words i will try to describe the reality of my dream, that one where I'm alone, without her - far from home, in Oslo, She was the only person that I a...

One day, suddenly, I was following our dream, a little house in a mountain, with a view of a lake, mountains behind it, our secret place, no one can get us there. With scents of lemongrass and wood, and our little chimney, ready for a glass of wine, our little Vienna it will be. In perspective, it was a time not that long ago, when I just felt so proud, of having had a party for the inauguration of out little nest, that was not in reality what we essentially wanted, nevertheless made it home, a home so deeply innate to our hearts, that those 90 days we lasted there were wonderful, spicy nights of decadence and romance, tiny lights revealing the silhouette of each other immensely atoned by the richest of pleasures.... our little Rome it was, with scents of the finest breakfasts, and a warmth of our huge bed, we were Kings of our own reign. Suddenly that was changed, due to circumstances that required a decision, on the linders of change, decided it was, to leave behind for a bit,...