weekend alone, the Blue Mountains, two hours by train from Sydney. To clarify the mind, to get away from work, to escape the city to escape from the laptop / phone / contacts to escape from the "Alberto, I have a question ...", to free his mind from certain thoughts / pressures / responsibility. If
served really do not know. I doubt it.
I know that I read 600 pages of the book of Betancourt, I know that I am relaxed, I know I walked a lot, I know I saw a vast expanse of green, I know I thought that I launched myself to live among that green for a while, I know that I really miss home, I know that in 2 months back, I know that I love the rain, I know that I have not spoken to anyone, I know that there were too many tourists, I know I found my silence in the midst of them, I know I saw beautiful butterflies.
do not know why I kept watching the waterfall, still with the thoughts that roll in the head, with memories of childhood to dominate my clouds. I admit it: last Tuesday I was on the verge of returning to Italy, for good. Then the thoughts, conversation on Skype with family and friends in Sydney, talks with the head of which are chatting with a friend, walks, what I did in the past two years, the good intentions, the desire to win My challenge here has changed a little the things. Not entirely.
missing 31. Thursday I get my 3months reviews, and I will understand some things from my side, on the side of the company.
I do not like the job to decide my future, but as an immigrant, this is the only solution.
If there are conditions to continue, I will remain in Australia, or, with some regret, but sure I fought to the end, I will return ... and then leave.
obstacle after obstacle, challenge after challenge, goal after goal, headache after headache, smile after smile.
hug you who reads me, Albe:)
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