Today I awoke with a feeling of Thursday ...
Maybe I woke up with the left foot
Or was I turned on the last dream in which I said without any embarrassment that you're an idiot, but he said in Italian, so are the dreams, because they are not Italian, but in the dream I said I knew, but knew he did not know, but I knew that you did not know and then I said sure, as if he really knew.
Anyway, it was a good day, a suspicious noise at wood was mixed with the music while working and I thought it was settling the loom just after the last trip and did not give importance ... until I crossed, for this crazy head, the idea that in his coming and going pedal kept pace and I was nice ... until I gave up resistance strength of my right foot ...
score, a day of inactivity, and glue through.
As if this were not enough, the pain in my hand became more intense and the sensitivity my thumb is not to return ...
is clear that the days that start with bad dreams, are not good ...
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