It has been a while.
I chose not to post anything because I was worried, and every time I wanted to write something I knew it would be sad, or angry.

Yesterday we went to get my new motorbike, the only motorbike we have now, it’s nice and I think I could learn to drive it. I must choose a name for her, and put a sticker on the front, a nice sticker, perhaps a cat ;)

For the record: last week I sent my resign letter, now it’s definitely over, no turn back.

Perhaps I took this pause because it’s a time of doors shutting, and not only for me.

It’s time to start the countdown, to write letters and breath thinking positive, and being positive, because nothing makes me think I shouldn’t be.
People know what I should do, and think they can dig into my life without knowing me nor knowing how and why I’ve come to this decision, and why I’m so sure it’s the right thing to do.
It’s my life, and if I want to leave the old path (as in an italian idiom) it’s my business.

If you’re unconvinced that a particular plan of action I’ve decided is the wisest, tell me so, but allow me to convince you and I promise you right here and now, no subject will ever be taboo. Except, of course, the subject that was just under discussion.
Kill Bill: Vol. 1

It has been ages from the last time I’ve been here.
I’m preparing to end the first block of my short-term IT job, and it seems something will change from october (until then I’ll be here).
The “dreamy” part of my life is starting to become more real, and takes some sacrifices and a lot of time, but you know, it’s worth it.
I finally quit dance class, now I can dance by myself, when and where I want, and sure I have some more time for me and what I really want to do.

it’s been a long time since my last post, I know. I know I promised to myself a post per day…but…but it’s not so simple to find something mew to talk about every day, even if it’s only with yourself.
The thing is..days followed days, and it was always dance or work, no news…
Dance started to be a pain in the ass, and at last I cut with it, but I didn’t want to write always the same things.

Today is shiatsu day, and tomorrow is A.‘s day, so… let’s start over :)

This should be the last week of hurry, then I’ll stop going to dance class and having performances and finally I could watch my garden, my house and myself…