A full seven days later, I think I am finally over the flu.
The nice thing about being tied to the couch for a week is the opportunity to think - rather, to do nothing but think and not feel guilty about that, since you're not good for much else anyway. After a long week of all the thinking time in the world, I managed to work this out, the wedding, how I feel, why I feel such ways, and what I really want, out of life, out of marriage, and what it all means.
(Breve interruzione - più da venire)
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