When I'm bored, I do not know what to do, or I'm just not moral, I have a very simple way to remedy all this: I look at my holiday photos (because that is the subject of this article, otherwise I also watch all those with Mr. -Darling), and time, as the depression passes.
is really the place that I like the most, I have a lot of memory. Good memories. The dream (or one, go figure) my mom has always been to buy an apartment there. It's mine too. An apartment in the same building where I'm going since I was little. And it is certainly in that apartment that my grandfather was already small.
Watch these pictures (not just landscapes, but I will not put pictures of family) always makes me smile. Especially those of my cousins, who often faces. When these are photos that I am me, I remember the context in which they were taken. For each it. Admittedly, sometimes a story is appropriate for several photos, this does nothing. Besides, now I take videos with, that I remember details that I forgot.
The cabanas have always remembered the movie "La Boum ," which Vick ran away one night with Raoul (who has not aged that matter). I always found the idea of fantastic one day bury myself in one of these cabins. But if I had the key, which is unfortunately not.
I leave, I return my memories ...
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