On 30 August a year ago I wrote:
Dreams are desires in a drawer. If you do not open the drawer do not know them. Then a couple of unexpected blows and the drawer opens by itself ...
Today I have said "well you decide." I am surrounded by generous people. What do I complain?
All dreams are possible. The house is no longer in Monte just a dream. It is already beautiful and with some minor operation will be a perfect base and refuge. Then I'll have a lot to do with Eugene and to talk.
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