'I was in the car listening to my favorite radio thinking about my next case and the cases of life ...' everything continues everything flows everything passes everything is confused work pauses sleepless nights dawns of days with gold in the mouth who there are no longer those who remain the trains taken those lost those who dream the 10 feet of table closed in a cabin put up like a miracle after the storm of the century. The last wave taken with desperation to the shore last time I saw you at the mayor's election the mint pot I brought it into the house to keep me company and perfume the environment by bicycle in the countryside you can breathe the surprise of starting again the courage to start again even if everything always seems the same even if everything seems changed forever today it is so tomorrow you will see today you are there tomorrow you do not know 'accent you accent even no if you will be there someday I will see you again Certain space Uncertain time Speed ​​at measurable appearance the grain sways like your hair the pangolin walks on two legs while making a bow it seems a joke of nature I repeated myself in a future dream 'You contradict yourself you contradict yourself because you are vast and contain Multitudes' .... Pietro Pancho worker flower nursery Buggerru Sardinia.