Remember when you were young, you shone like the Sun!

Shine on you crazy Diamond. Seems a beautiful beginning for another post.

Fortunately, step by step, I'm fitting with the language, in writing and in talking as well; it's interesting: you change country, you change tongue and automatically you change behaviour.
I wonder if I'll be more friendly, once in Italy, 'cause Italians are not used to say "hallo" everybody through the street, on the contrary of Irish people.

Everyone is serenely helpful here, lovely.

But my art is getting weaker and weaker, falling apart. Nay, it's restoring afresh by a new inspiration, awesome different beauty everywhere.

Thank you Pink Floyd, and thanks a million Ireland!