Life is tough, no way.
Last week I lived the hell. Guys, I want to be clear. Now all is gone, because my parents lighted this corridor where I was dangling, in the dark, hurting my head against the walls, looking for an emergency door to open. When the light came again I was able back to see and walk straight. Today I'm here with the leather jacket my father dressed for years, with the scarf my mother made me with her hands, to remind me I'm not alone, to remind me I've roots that I cannot cancel. To remind me who I am, who gave me life, what give us life: that is, love.
I thought what would have been other two months like this without this wonderful creature, nearly alone in Ulm.
Even if sometimes makes me suffering because I know I have to go back to my house (yes, it's still my house) soon, is love that create life, and I am life. But to be life I have to love also myself, and that's why I can go on, because I can live also by my own, not binded to girls, family or objects or places. (Now I understand very well that 'a place is only a place, parting with friends is a sadness')
Love, is something a jedi knight cannot afford.
Now is all gone because my brother reminded me yoda's lessons: you mustn't bind to things, nor to people.
Also Ulm is Pantha Rei.
Probably also Osimo is Pantha Rei, but there things changes so slowly that you can't realize it.
Always remember: also mountains breathe, but so slowly that we don't realize it in our so short lifes.
So to close: Now life restarted!
There is lot more to say but no time for it, no time even to write down to myself...
I wish everyone a happy february, and wait to see all my friends soon!
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