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11 June 2012

Today, I’ve turned eighteen. It’s amazing, of course. You can let yourself do many things. No, I don’t mean smoking or drinking alcohol. I like nothing of that kind. But something in your life really changes. For instance, you become an adult. There’s no way back. You can’t return to your childhood and do the things you did not long ago. You skipped about like a child. You used to run about the garden. Now, it’s all over. I can’t even realize it’s all over.

I’m Greek. My mother, Evangelina, is also Greek, my father, Roberto, being Italian.

Today is a marvelous day. I have nothing else to say about it.

Although I have had a dream since I was a child. I don’t know why this is so. And only today at night, have I stopped dreaming about her.

Right. I’ve seen a woman. To be closer, it was a girl. A young girl. Four years younger than me.