I don’t fit in this place

You know. We all love our place of birth.

I have this place in my heart, but every time I return here I feel sad. I don’t want to live here. Never. Anymore.

Why I feel sad? Maybe I know, but I refuse to admit…

Querceta, where I lived for 24 years.

Now I want to live in Germany, or outside Italy, at least!

I feel like a bomb about to explode…

Bye!