Part 078 · ~2 min read

The weekend…

It was very nice. I spent it thinking a lot and understanding a thing or two. In life, you are what you feel about yourself, and I think I am a perfect nobody these days, which reflects my being. I had started a nice story with a woman I liked a lot. After a few days, I fucked everything up because I wanted exclusivity after she offered me a great time, luxury and even a place to stay in exchange for… nothing really… she has everything she wants. What she doesn’t have, she can easily get. I am so stupid!

I sent a few emails out this weekend. One to Anneka, apologising about my absurd behaviour and asking her to forgive me but not to keep in touch anymore because I would feel bad about it. I just sent an email to Mario, apologising for not having answered his invitation to go to France with him. I sent an email to Flavio, hoping that he is doing well in NYC, and I wrote a message to Romano, apologising for the way I have treated him and thanking him for the hospitality of these months and for the job.

I have to sort out just the accommodation now, and perhaps I have got a solution, in San Giovanni, with a gay guy I know. He is nice, and I am sure we can live well together. I haven’t seen the place yet, but it should be ok.

I went out last night and I met a nice girl. It was nice flirting again and having some sex. She was much younger than me and had a much nicer body. But there was something odd in having sex with her… I cannot explain, but I felt as if I were with someone else, not with her. But I am not in love, so I don’t know who this someone else could be.

It’s hot, guys. It’s too hot in Rome, even at this time, and my football team, Napoli, is losing undeservedly to Palermo.

Catch later. Good night!