Enquiry Letter Of Car

Your Inhibitions




Prior Notice: Nobody asked me to talk of narrow track, so true to my belief, this I will speak ...

recently told me:

- Does the title of your posts has nothing to do with what you write!
In that same vein of ideas:

- you put those images are pretty strange, right?
And finally to give a special touch me say

- Why do not you write something more simple? Every time I read what you write, understand less.
know I usually tell people that this is a blog of someone who understands very little of everything, so what usually comes out here to be read from the view of every one

At this moment I guess the comment about of this sentence

- Whenever you put a phrase that people tangled or nag or just put a thought ...
No, really write what I think ... Moreover, usually when a letter is more than 2 min of writing, I erase it. I write what I see, I think, my loose interpretation of things. The central idea is that everyone sees what I see, and translate your vision, to see if we see, we understand as much (or most times fail to understand), to finally be in them.

- It is difficult to read what you write, for sometimes no reason you include a mad thought that cuts the line of development.
That is, reading this is usually a waste of time.

Fun for me, hope it will be fun for you, but ultimately, entirely voluntary.

- What Sometimes it bothers me that sometimes you break the barrier writer-reader and think for one!
I speak of this because even when I'm writing a lot less than I'm used to, every moment I have ideas that I can translate, usually have two messages: The sane and the insane.

a couple of days ago via a friend from school, and usually happens when conversing with someone from the past, evoke many memories, you remember the people, are updated both the personal lives and the lives of others that made a common past.

But usually (not always) goes so far: no new stories, no new memories. It is simply a count, is a way to get back in tune, but usually do not generate bases to keep the line again.

I will not deny that I had mixed feelings: It was really nice resume communication with people who were once special but I still have the question of what should be continued. I felt sad knowing that I was evaluating a friendship that not long ago was always positive.

I think that is part of human nature: the volatility of feeling the need to contact to make things permanent.

may need to be. Maybe not.

The answer is yours, mine, everyone, anyone. May no answer

- And finally, always leave what you publish in the air. Nothing is ever concrete