14 Days to London: Raining

Rainy day. Rain coming down all day long, non-stop. In the common sense, it's a perfect London day. But I've never been afraid of bad weather. So, let's go out.

I woke up late, failing all my daily plans. I had many things to do before leaving, but I just quit them. So, my day started with disappointment: I wasn't able to respect what I planned to do. It has always happened, but now my days in Italy are very few.

So, I went out just wearing my coat and bringing an umbrella with me. I didn't need anything else, expect for a book in my pocket. People angry and annoyed everywhere. Why should you be angry about bad weather?  You can't do anything to change it, just live and be in peace with yourself. Open your umbrella and go wherever you have to, but please stop complain about it.

I felt so in peace with myself that I called my barber and asked him if he could cut all my hair off. He said yes: I was the happiest guy in that bus stop under the rain. I took two crowded buses with all my patience, and finally I got there. And I shaved my head. That beautiful sensation of not caring any more about my hair. Another step towards greater comfort and, obviously, towards London.

Then, I went back home. I changed my wet clothes and I went swimming. From the water to the water: no pain, just relaxing sensations. Being in the pool always give me back my forces. The best conclusion for a tiring and rainy day. Or not.

It's the Halloween night, but I don't care. Saving money is my first principle now. So, feeling a little bad with a starting cold I just went bed. Good night to ghosts and monsters. 

15 Days to London: Special Goodbye

Special person deserves special goodbye. What makes someone special is not a question of time, but the way that person can reach and touch your heart. Indeed, the amount of time you spent together is really less important than its quality. So, it's truly hard to say goodbye, especially pretending not to be sorry at all.

I think there are many crossroads in life and only choices make the difference. There aren't good or bad choices, but just choices. They change people, places, situations and the way the World turns. And our choices were different. It's not a matter of guilt, but a matter of freedom. That's the ground of happiness.

To say goodbye is not an end, but a new start. Two different lives, two different places, two different worlds, but the idea of a connection that will never stop. I already told and wrote you all my thoughts, sensations and emotions, but I never confessed that I'll sure miss you.

We have an appointment. In the future. Is up to each one to remember. So.... see you.

15 Days to London: Greetings Time

It always happens. The awkward moment when I have to say goodbye. It means there will be a change and something will happen soon.

Yes, I'm leaving: I don't know how long I'll be away, maybe a year, maybe forever. Anyway, I'll be far away for a long time and I'll probably miss every thing and every person of my previous life, but I have and I want to go. There will be a rift and after it nobody knows what can happen. I don't know and I'm afraid, but I'll do my best.

Saying goodbye is for sure the last step before leaving, but usually is the first I think about. Leaving people with whom you spent most of your life is not easy. How to survive it? I prefer to avoid sad situations, but I have to face them. Tell someone that I'll leave, grab some money and assure him we'll keep in touch is pretty simple. The hardest part of this ritual is to say goodbye to old relatives. Uncertainty, anxiety, emotion and a mix of different sensations usually block me. Only reading happiness in their faces rewards me, but I truly hope to see them again.

So, goodbye. But not now, just in 15 days.

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