the notebook than I am It's 7:22 am and I'm waiting the train to Milan. My appointment with a potencial client is at 10:00 am and I could take next train but the italian local trains are mostly on late and I cant arrive later. 7:32 I'm sit down in front of a muslim guy with a brown sunglasses and a yellow t-shirt. He's looking out the window for all trip. Near me a young blond air student are listening music. My finger is typing the notebook entry and my mind fly at the end of my childwood cartoon. - that's all folks!- The frase is impressed in my memory e I smile alone.