Autore: Erica

It’s my second time here, in the Venice of the north and I love this city more and more. It’s so charming, so poetic, so magical. Walking in these slippery streets, among mazes of rivers and canals, it seems to be in an another era, back in the past and it seems to relive emotions…

Remember my story about the Puzzle ?! Well..sometime everything has a purpose and life appears clear!! You can’t decide when or why but it’s happened! Every problem can be solved and you can reach your goals. You have to be patient, to have faith..faith in yourself, in your capacities, in your mind!! After each storm, there…

This is not one of those pages about philosophical thoughts or deep considerations on human beings. I’m not a teacher, politician or a literary person but I’m just a woman, a mother, a self taught thinker..even if I’m thirty (and nothing) years as someone once said, I often think about me, my life and who…

I saw him last night! He was hidden in the dark, covered by bushes’ shadow but I saw him. It was my first time but I knew that it could  happened in London, the city with more murders in the world last year. The lady’s dog, above me on the second floor, was the first…