Admo and surreality.
Go to meetings of the volunteers is a bit 'like going to the psychologist: when you leave your heart seems much lighter, the world ceases to be chaotic and everything takes on the perspective.
I left singing nonsense syllables, clinging to the poles in front of the hospital and using them as a pivot to turn round, attaching itself to the next to leave the square.
I love the cold of the night, his smell, the lights, the relative silence.
And while I'm there to savor the moment, we hear voices.
little bit of panic. Fixed the way and try to ignore them.
You add a noise. A continuous noise of wheels that grind like ... skateboard. Eventually I
I decide to turn around and there they were: three boys on roller skates, helmet, sweatshirt batteries and lights everywhere.
From the park next to the polyclinic get other people dressed the same way and I can not help but laugh.
is surreal. It's all so wonderfully surreal: women and young men jumping around, check that the road is free and resume skating.
LOL.
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