How can we manage to maintain so beautifull memories in our lives forever? As every time we talk about Turin… my blood warms… or something happen… as I immediately get drunk and start to dream, to feel good, to have “saudade”. I am afraid that these memories just became “memories” as ordinary ones… cause these beutifull feelings are still moving me and they are like little deep hermetic secret treasures that only sometimes I open and makes me air to breath in this ordinary life. I hope it will be forever as you say.
Thanks, I always loved you moved by my words… as we would have the same code. Thanks… I also need sometimes to enter to our secret sacred space to feel alive…. Thanks to share this with me.
“Happiness is a time, a place.” I lately succeed, I am ok, but of course every time I remember Turin, like now, I felt that that was a real happiness you know… as a model… a “north” in the compass.
– turtle habibi reminiscin’ 09