time for a new update, after my week home in abruzzo.
i've been dealing with confused feelings since i got back. the joy to be there after 2 years and the enthusiasm of seeing all my friends and people as well as places i love once again, but at the same time the certain emotion that i could never live there again. oh no. and then the justified anger at my parents uncapability to pass roots and pride and relations to me. those i had to reinvent by myself and i find it hard now. i'm still managing a way. bah!
being back was good, yeah, but it also made me realize how much of a girl in a suitcase i am. endless journey seems to be my destiny and, honestly, i'm not sure i like it anymore. fortunately there's always someone nice at every stop. fortunately i always move ahead. and this saves me :)
the week was oh so intense. i managed to do everything and see everyone like planned carefully long before, even though for a limited time. first thing i wanted to see was my native house. once and then never again. i couldn't tolerate the pure degrade of the walls, the infinite sadness of its unrepaired look. battling skeletons isn't nice and it impacted me the most, but now i feel i've seen it once again and i can let it go.
the other places i used to have so much fun in were there instead, waiting for me in all their glory. these places that suddenly weren't of real significance for me anymore. some great things happened and now they're gone. that's it. no great expectations, just consolation to be there once again. feeling like a solitary witness of a sliding past.
welcome to my abruzzo then!
a region where nature, art and food melt intricately together, giving out a surprising, genuine result.
and where i was privileged to be welcomed like an intimate by everyone (thank you for still treasuring me in your heart, guys!)