Before leaving Italy to go to Denmark for EVS I didn’t think about how much difficult could be coming back home. That time, the most important thing was to survive in a foreign Country, alone.
Human beings are really incredible. After a while you get used to everything: language, different buildings, food, environment. The strange, crazy, foreign Country becomes Home.
For the 1st time in my life, coming back to Italy, I understood what is Italy for a foreign and also for me… foreign in my Country… Hot weather, a lot of sunshine, old buildings, but also crazy drivers, stressed people interested only in their own life.
The point is: what’s really important? A huge house, a husband, a wife, children, gain money? Maybe for somebody. What about be open and polite with people just because we are all together in the same earth, in the same situation even if we don’t want to think about that. Life is a short trip and the aim is not running fast to arrive in the end but enjoying the road, sharing experiences with other people. Human beings need contacts with other human beings.
Yesterday, in the night I talked with a man has lost evrything in his life and he said “I’m alone, I have nobody, I lost everything, I have nobody”. Which kind of society have we created? People until pension time are “useful” and after that…???
Strange thoughts in my brain…. visions, reality, dreams, nightmares. Madness??? Maybe but I’ve never felt my eyes, my ears, my senses so open…
Coming back… Is possible? it’s a condition of a soul… not just a physical condition. I need time. I trust adjustment capacity of Human Beings… I’m waiting impatient..