There are times when I would like to reconcile with my past and feel that it is not 'possible . Just some doors are locked and chained and there 'to be opened.
The passage of time makes me feel responsible for things, the closure of a friendship, a love of order, of removal of a loved one. Often it is not 'so, often forget how things really went and I would stay friends with all the people I met in my life ... even if they deserve it. Moreover
without all that I lived I would not be the person I am now, and I must say that aside from the moments of Scazzi are quite satisfied with where they are and what they are. Moreover
and 'easy enough to take stock of my life. Materially not have anything, I have a house, a car, a lawnmower ... but 'I can count on my experiences and what I have built inside of me in recent years.
However the fact remains that both turn left behind me a map of confused people and places of the heart. There was a time when every opportunity was good for return to Paris, some time and 'a little' more 'hard to find any good occasion to return to Chile .. let's say that my finances I can not help right now:).
I know this and reflect on where they are and how they are and 'because I was forced to give me a moment to stop. I ran like crazy for more 'than a month, reaching the pinnacle of racing in the youth exchange from which I have just returned. And then a week at home. Suddenly my mind no longer had 'nothing practical to think about, home alone, bedroom, friends, books and internet.
I had to breathe slowly and take stock. Sometimes you get yourself to understand that you need to stop, other times they are others who realize it (In this case my bosses) and force you to take a week off.
actually say that 'the budget and' still going on, I just started to realize things, but 'mechanism and' fire.
The result, even if roughly, and 'I am happy of what I'm doing, and I am scared that all this finira''e in December I will have to' start all over again to find another project.
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