A weekend break was definitely needed at this point of the year. We just felt overwelmed: internship research, different projects going on at Uni, exams coming fast and fast, student jobs and stuff. So a friend suggested a weekend in the French countryside. What a wonderful idea! It was as regenerating as a hot bath after a long and stressful day.
I went back to France. Again. Why? Easy. I had been the opportunity of
“I’m not afraid (I’m not afraid)
To take a stand (to take a stand)
Come take my hand (come take my hand)
We’ll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just letting you know that you’re not alone
Holler if you feel like you’ve been down the same road (same road)” (Not Afraid – Eminem)
It’s time to start another trip. Another adventure is coming. Tomorrow I fly to France (again) to start my final year of Master Degree. I have not talked a lot about my life during these months, because they have been quite intense. Now, work is finished (I will say something in that too), the stuff is (nearly) ready, the house seems to be there, so I am waiting for tomorrow to come.
As my little experience on travels taught me, I am expecting some funny memories to remember and to tell you, so you may laugh at my misfortunes you too.
As it is written on the top, I am not afraid (well not anymore) to take my stand, to do what I think it’s good for me, to make my own choices. The lyrics meant something different for Eminem, but I love thinking that you can model words to your own needs (isn’t what politicians do all the time?) I have learned a lot during these years, I have grown and become a different person (I do not know whether good or bad), I have understood that it is not always other people’s fault if something goes wrong. If you are not “brave” enough to take the responsability of your choices, actions and positions, you will never get out of the crowd, you will always be part of that undefined number of people that follow wind direction without taking a stand.
Better if I go and finish packing 😉
We travel not to escape life,
but for life not to escape us.
“So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain.
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