And as I watched almost by myself summer departing, letting me with cloudy skies, the cool summer breeze that turned to cold autumn-like wind, I turned around and realised how many people have stayed, how many have left this town, this country, this world...
2018 was the year of big changes and big realisations. Being an adult changes you psychologically ,because of the many responsibilities you ought to have as a grown up. But still, here I am. Still living with my parents in their house, them still taking care of me, still being their little girl-their little innocent angel-but I'm not...
Like everybody else I've moved on with my life, or at least I tried to (changed my routine, changed the way I talk, changed my hair, my appearance, my style, the way I move around space, I calmed down and I tried to relax my cells into moving slower, with patience).
My everyday life is so much different now that certain people are gone and will continue to leave. Life is a constant scene of moving changing actors-literally I see people as performers from now on with so much falseness going around-, lights upon stage that are constantly turned onto yourself (whatever that self might be-you,me,them,us...-), clothes going from short to long to nothing and then you press pause. Take your house keys, a deep breath in and you go for a walk, a run. Trying to unleash those hormones of happiness (endorphins they are called). And then you run.. you run until you stop. Run until all those thoughts disappear. Run until you stop.
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