Personal Log, 198706.14 - Excerpt

... and I start from the moment when, once I bought my ticket, I was about to enter the movie theatre. I hear a voice behind me: "I know that insigna!" I turn around anda a guy is smiling staring at the Starfleet Captain symbol I wear on my black basque. "Starfleet, obviously!" I say and so I find out that he is Alberto Lisiero, admiral of the Star Trek Italian Club!! At last!! At last!! My mind exploded: I found the entrance door, I'm about to go in Starfleet! I am not alone anymore!! I take the chance to talk to him, about many things!

Personal Log 201301.14 - Excerpt

I know it's a selfish thing to say, but I wish I could swap with Alberto: he would be in pain, but he'd carry on better than I do.

Alberto and I were one identity, one soul, one person... But burocracy wants to divide us at all costs, making us two estranged people, like our shared life never happened.

I feel rage, because Alberto had been betrayed by someone who told him he admired us. Our financial advisor never paid our taxes and now I have to pay it. I feel rage because someone betrayed Alberto's trust, his infinite goodness, his transparency.

Oh, my great love, you've been a miracle in my life and I hope - after all this - to be able to live as you wanted me to live...

Personal Log, 201301.07 - Excerpt

The thing that I wish more than anything is not let everything Alberto created fade into nothingness. I helped him, it was my life as much as his.

I realise now that there will be many things I'll have to do alone,  things that we planned to do together...
To plant the little Christmas tree...
To watch the new Star Trek movie to see if we were right about the villain...
To clean the new photocamera...
To make a voyage just me and him...
I will do all those things, for him, but it won't be the same. I feel so tired and empty...

Personal Log, 201301.04 - Excerpt

This is the first day of my life without Alberto - his body now rests in the cemetery in San Michele al Tagliamento.

This morning, as I was about to lay to rest the love of my life - the only man I ever had (and the only one I will ever have) - I thought I  could not smile, let alone keep on living. And yet... All our friends supported me just by being there, and they were so many!
Once I read that a shared pain diminishes, a shared joy multiplies. Today I had proof of that.

One last think I want to write lest to forget - thanks to Marcello, Alberto has been accompained out of the church on the notes of Amazin Grace. Wherever he is, Alberto will be glad!

Six years

Tonight.