I have the strange feeling of repeating myself. Back then, when it had been the first time I was blogging or everytime I returned here or any other blogging incarnation - something needs fixing. Something needs to be mended. The resemblance is there, the urge to move ahead and to face something I won't have in the coziness of my home, not in the shelter my girlfriend provides nor in anything else of the mind numbing techniques I learned to pass life by. In the past 6-7 years I improved a lot, lost quite a bit on my naiveté, got a lot more honest about myself (not that I am talking much about it) and found so many naturals defects in my person that everything I worried about before seemed much like the ramblings of a kid knowing nothing. Well, everybody's going to fail on his own horizon.

Let's see where all this leads. Where I will lead all this. I will try to rebrush the blog over the course of the next months, I definitely write more when my blog doesn't look wasted.