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There are two things that I find beautiful in a diary: write and read it again. I reread it several times in my life my quadernini when I was a girl of 11-13 years and each time with different emotions and spirit.
So, with the chance of extracting pdf blog I re-read with surprise, entertainment, and satisfaction, my number of posts and also most of the comments. It 'been a bit' like reliving these past few years, reflect on how they are changed, remember the hopes and disappointments
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Among the Artemisia of 2007 and the of 2011 (but also that of 2008, 2009 and 2010) I found some discrete differences. Apart from the understandable enthusiasm for the blog tool that characterizes the first two years, now predictably fell apart from the nostalgia I felt for the boom of comments and exchange ideas with my readers (peak in 2008), can be heard How quickly I had to tell me at first. It was a bit 'as removing the cap of a pressure vessel. And so to talk about my family of origin, childhood memories, the relationship with my children, of dissatisfaction at work, travel on foot, the events I attended. And what about the numerous posts on environmental issues, the critical consumption, politics? And the post sull'autocoscienza blogger always a lot of comments? And those on the relationship with reading? And when we started with Navy agreed to provide a contemporary post on the same subject? What a nostalgia!
Now I feel more disillusioned, but not so much from the blog, what to desire and enthusiasm in denouncing things that I do not like and to propose a possible combo. I feel like I'm on standby for the social and political situation of the world around me. I am ready to do something, as always, but I feel now more than ever the futility, or perhaps fatigue, talking about it. For the latter are almost always personal things, coming back, of course, the classic diary when I was a child.