From d3ae696e176c8df199b289c1f336c06b954bd798 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: "alessio.quaresima" Date: Thu, 12 Nov 2020 19:55:07 +0100 Subject: [PATCH] new content added to blog-src --- content/changes.rst | 18 ++++++++++++++++++ 1 file changed, 18 insertions(+) create mode 100644 content/changes.rst diff --git a/content/changes.rst b/content/changes.rst new file mode 100644 index 0000000..076ca9a --- /dev/null +++ b/content/changes.rst @@ -0,0 +1,18 @@ +Io c'ero gia' +############## + +:date: 2020-10-2 +:tags: context, english +:category: thoughts +:slug: +:author: Tomas Parzen +:lang: en +:status: draft + +Today I was walking down the roads of the small town I live in, thinking how I changed since I am here. Changes are smooth, you dont' recognize the difference in the mirror from one day to the other, but are somehow unstoppable. For me, the most of changes came together with the people I met during my life. All the passions and styles that I recognize as mine where shared with me by someone. So, in a way they became part of me and the changes I went through are my best memories of them. This reminds me of a sweet italian song, written by someone who I used to know and who left me his album as life-long souvenir. The sweet thing is that he managed to get the name "Artista Sconosciuto" on Spotify, he should win the Grammy only for that. The full album is here: album_. The song I am referring to is "Tutto Tace". + +So, on the slow pace of his music I would consider what made me change so much in + +.. _album: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PfD4MNHGHog + +