Birthday Invitations Phrases

genius, logs, library

The genius is he who has the best ideas of others. It is what it first.
not remember how I had come to express this thought. Maybe it was the feeling of mad genius that comes over me when the morning I went to my boss to ask for a week's holiday. He felt the need. A
Michael had not talked about my choice of a week off. It was the first time I took a decision without asking.

I went to her that morning. I climbed the stairs of his house. I had a great desire to see her, to be with her. I was happy. The day before that perfume had put me in a good mood.
Michael gave singing lessons, it was a good teacher. She received her students at home. From eleven in the morning until seven at night, his house was a constant coming and going of men and women of all ages.

had a incredible ear for music. He knew that other great grasp nuances escaped. He had a melodious voice and fantastic.
We had met some years before at a concert of mutual friends. She, in fact, was the teacher of singing of frontman group. The entire audience at the end of the evening was in total ecstasy as they played, except you. I was intrigued. I went over and started talking about music, vocal technique and a thousand other topics. He told me he taught singing, gave private lessons in her home. I took an appointment for the next day.

That was the best lesson ever made in my life.
I climbed the stairs of his house with the same desire to see the first time. I wanted to cancel all her appointments of the week, take the car away and go away.

"Hello Love"
"Why are not you at work?"
"I asked a week's holiday?"
"Why?"
"I went"
"Why did you come here?"
"I went"
"I have an appointment in half an hour I prepare"
"Annullalo from, we're a bit 'together'
" It is important, it is working "
"Dai Michi, please. Let's go for a trip "
" Where would we? Please dear, come back tonight now I have to prepare lessons and then start "
" Ok "
" Hello "
" Hello "

All poetry was over. My desire for her had disappeared suddenly. I had not even asked to drink a coffee together, and mocha was on fire. I felt empty and I imagined that she took notes on his agenda always dense. I should call it a week before they can hope for in a vacation with her. We should plan together.
The bar at fifty miles from home waiting for me.
While I sipped my beer, I waited anxiously for the arrival of my perfume. I waited for hours, but never arrived. It seemed that all I had left. All that was joy, it was over.
I was the shadow of myself at that bar. Without a place to think. He might as well stay in office then.
I thought so, I thought that book Tondelli, I thought the smell of the sea in Holland heard the day before.

I had to go find it. Where
was over my genius? I just had an idea to get out of the lawless one who had created around me.
I was desperate for an idea, I had to find something.
The sea of \u200b\u200bHolland.
a week off.
Amsterdam.
my car ready to travel.
No, this idea was too hobbled. And then it took money that I had not.
The sea of \u200b\u200bHolland.
Its scent.
a week off.
Research.
walked, holding the nostrils ready to suffer, to suffer. I entered all the shops hoping to find there.

"Need a hand?"
"I'm just giving a look books. What you have to Tondelli? "
" Week-end post-modern, Rimini, Other libertines. But I believe if you follow me I'll show you where they are "
" Can you give me no problem "
" Ok, still looking. The books are here Tondelli "
" You like? "
" Actually I never read. I have other tastes "
" What is your favorite book? "
" I've read so many being here, I do not know "
" Listen, if I go back tomorrow, same time, you make me have a list with your favorite books and Then I choose what to take. I have a week off, will have to deal in some way. Would you like '? Look, I come back tomorrow "
'Go well, I'll wait tomorrow

I had not even asked his name. I would have done the next day. When I would go back there.