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Nuove sensazioni e nuove riflessioni nella mente

It’s been a cold, gray, rainy autumn day. I’ve been sleeping too little and working too much, and I’m fully and completely exhausted.
Right now I feel just about ready to leave school and start working full time in the salon. It’s not an option, because I need my license, but after more than a year this madman schedule with long transits and long hours is starting to wear on me. I am constantly tired. It’s the end of September, it’s getting darker and colder and I know all too well that at least seven months of freezing is waiting around the corner.

Still, somehow, I feel more upbeat than I normally do this time a year. I am prone to seasonal depressions and these are the worst months for me because I know that it’s only going to be worse the months to come.
But this fall I have something to look forward to. I will make it through this winter, because good things are waiting on the other side of it. I will finish school, get my license, start working and really begin my life – my real life. And that’s not even all: We are going to Italy in April. That, more than anything else, is the ray of light that keeps me going.

This Tuesday we went to the police station with Alexander, and next week he’ll receive his very own passport. We have already saved 63,6% of the money we’ll need for the trip. On my walk home today I had an imaginary phone conversation in Italian with myself, pretending that I was phoning the B&B to ask questions and reserve a room for three nights. If only the person on the other line would speak slowly enough, I think I could manage it. Not that I have to since I’ll book through Venere, but it feels good to know that I could if I had to.
We’re getting there, slowly but surely.

By the way, Tina is arriving in Italy tonight, proving that if you really put your mind to something anything is possible.
I wonder if she knows how big a source of inspiration she is. I’m so happy for you, selkie sister!

Luck? I don’t know anything about luck. I’ve never banked on it and I’m afraid of people who do. Luck to me is something else: hard work - and realizing what is opportunity and what isn’t.

- Lucille Ball

Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it.

- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe