November 2010

Monday, November 29, 2010

Island Packet Yacht Diagrams

Sail

There are things you can change and things can not change. The first usually depend entirely on your willingness

and the latter, the majority of cases, require some contributions of others. I clean. Throw overboard dullness and stupid fears, expectations, misplaced expectations and more. I put 120% of myself in what I do. And just enough for me.
'm glad whenever I can to force events, favoring a route to correct my desires. There destiny, fate does not exist already written: There is only our will and people around. But not always need to replace them. resize my interests. Or better. I focus only on what really interests me,

I focus my energies. I've wasted a lot in the past and even this was a cause of fatigue and bad mood. I must take care, however, only of my boat and my route.

enough for me: I love this word. I have already started to change what I was going to genius, to impose myself on situations rather than suffer them-and stay evil. " I think this is the difference between a Captain
and a simple sailor. Other times the rocks will approach threatening, scratch me and I'll correct the route. But this is

navigate. This is

Living . To hell with everything else.

thousand feet high waves

I do not lower their heads "

Friday, November 19, 2010

Molds For Plastic Worms

's November

The time flew fast as the beating of wings of the most beautiful butterfly . The narrow streets of Perugia , uphill and downhill. The cold nights. The laughter. The
sweetness. Difficult words to say. The beating of the heart. The Virginia Golden yellow envelope. Hands clasped to warm up. Chocolate. The speeches on the sofa in the living room. Rain swing and the rays of the Sun departures, greetings and effort every time, they must find the strength to keep going. And above all else, you .
Excluding the parentheses of travel, is definitely a gray period. I am unhappy, anxious, disappointed. I can not find reasons to put my all into what I do. It is not me. I need to change to remove dust and cobwebs from my life now. I have to change
. Perhaps for the first time in my life I take seriously the idea of \u200b\u200bchanging city. If only for a while. Maybe it's just another illusion, or maybe I need a space around which best match to my space interiore. Il "tirare a campare", il continuo accontentarsi, l'immobilismo tipico di qui è qualcosa che non fa decisamente per me.
So solo che la bussola gira come impazzita. Ed il sentirmi in balia di qualcosa che faccio fatica a controllare mi rende insofferente.
Dannazione Capitano.

Nel vuoto per mano.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

A.d.d. More Condition_symptoms

upwind

Ho voglia di semplicità.

Il calore del Sole sulla pelle durante queste giornate che lentamente rinfrescano. Un libro buono. Il silenzio di una stanza. Ho voglia di autentica semplicità. Slacciare la cravatta, il cotone di una maglietta "vissuta" addosso. Navigare a modo mio. Scattare foto in bianco e nero. Socchiudere leggermente gli occhi. Annusare. Guardare il paesaggio che scappa e mi rincorre veloce fuori dal finestrino. Cercare un posto che sia davvero mio. Trovare grazia in ciò che faccio

. Annoto particolari - per me rilevanti - in calligrafia ordinata. Riempio le pagine del mio taccuino. Mi curo poco di parecchie cose e parecchio di poche altre. Sto tentando di capire alcune cose e certe volte divento irreperibile per qualche ora o qualche giorno. Mi meraviglio sempre quando succede qualcosa che mi ricorda « chi sono io », magari proprio nei momenti in cui la mia bussola sembra perdere qualche colpo. Ci saranno dei cambiamenti, ma in fondo è così che voglio. The Sea is now an expanse of shining under the rays of the sun I see now
from
here. nursed the ticket for my next trip. Lacks little, very little.

And this is the life

.

Photo: ropes and rigging, shot by Captain