Sunday, August 30, 2015
Friday, August 14, 2015
"Wild World"
My mother was raised by her mother with the "philosophy" that the world is a very nice place and everyone in it is good, there are no problems, there are no bad things and no bad people, everyone has good intentions.
Yes, this doesn't exist.
But still mommy raised me with a lighter version of the same "philosophy".
It took me 26 and a half years (it took my mother almost twice the time) and a certain amount of bad experiences to realize how bad the world can be, what some people are made of and are capable of doing.....
but the truth is that the way my mother raised me gave me the opportunity to be able to imagine how nice the world could be and never stop dreaming about its great examples of people....!
Monday, August 10, 2015
"Time to blame" (a poem)
The time came
when I turned into the shadow
of who I was
before you came
The time came
when I started gathering
pieces of shattered glass
and you to blame
The time came
when I was out
of you past,
inside a broken present
And now who's to blame?
Thursday, July 23, 2015
"Searching for home"
When you're searching for who you really are is inevitable to go back and search for your blood ties...
(this is a vintage photo of my great-great grandmother's house in the island of Andros)
Monday, July 20, 2015
Regrets
Until a few (maybe one or two) years ago I used to say that I had no regrets. Everything I had done or hadn't was fine.
Well, maybe regrets are a "grown-up thing" and as I grow up they are born...or realized.
So, I regret.....
* situations I pushed things (and in the end I realized I didn't have to)
* two choices of boyfriends I have made in the past (with the life philosophy, political beliefs and ideas I have today I wouldn't make them)
* the times I wasn't 100% myself
* for all the "fuck you"s (metaphorically and literally) I didn't say when I had to
* the times I was afraid of doing something and in the end.... I didn't do it
* the times I didn't give the answer (or no answer, that's an option too) they deserved to some people
* the moments I could have been happy but I wasn't
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