Creponare

Imi place cateodata, cand scap nevazuta si ies pe usa afara, fara umbra mea de sfiiala, fiindc-atunci am niste idei grozave, pline de fantezie, un fel de carusel de evenimente urmeaza, insa apoi ma trezesc ca, din ce stiu eu ce motiv, ma inhib si raman asa – inhibata. Si se duc pe apa-sambetei toata fantezia si evenimentele. Ce sa-i fac, daca sunt asa cum sunt… E, e bine cum sunt. Altii n-au nici macar momente din astea, de evadare, asa ca nu pot sa ma plang. Oricum nici nu plang, tot din inhibare. Ce aratare!

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