On July 23 my sister' s boyfriend, Alessandro, died in a car accident leaving this world 21 years after opening eyes for the first time.
On Elba island, he was going to the dock to hide and make a surprise to my sister Mara, she was landing with a friend but she found a big cue on street home.
The cue was for the accident.
In short, he was killed by a woman (still alive, with no harm at all) running at 120 km/h, limit is 30 km/h. She said she didn't brake at all, she putted arms over her head. She got licence one month before, she's almost 40.
City mourning for ten days, two funerals and so on.
I'm not so able to explain the accident in english and btw, i don't feel like doing it right now..
I want only to thank a lot people from Sg who tries to be near to me and my 18 years old sis during these awful summer, with words and warm feelings. Love you.
Also, trying to see at least a couple of things in a positive way you almost realize that that trivial thinks:
-All problems you got becomes small problems.
-Live with people all time. Time you lost, you're gonna miss it. For real.
Here's a pic of him talking to Palcode @ Gasoline, in Milan
Here's him and my sis
I'm almost ok right now, just feeling more loneliness as empathy with my sister. She's not here now, she's with my mom in south of Italy..fortunately she ended high school and she's gonna change all her habit..I hope this could help, too..now, only cynicism.
Here's the pic my sister glued all over cities.
Friends, I miss a lot of you, people I met and people I never met out there, in the street and I hope that if you're on my friend's list we're gonna meet, soon or later.
Grazie all'isoletta Sg Italy, che qualche amicizia la crea, nn fa solo networking e che ogni tanto si ricorda anche del cellulare che pur virtuale, appare cos reale.
Cerchiamo di andare "alla grande" Ale..
E' certo un brivido averti qui con me, in volo libero sugli anni andati ormai
e non facile, dovresti credermi,sentirti qui con me perch tu non ci sei.
Mi piacerebbe sai, sentirti piangere, anche una lacrima, per pochi attimi.
