Yesterday morning I had a thing a little strange.
Was it because it was Monday, it was Sunday because I had a small family .. sorry fact is that yesterday morning, I left home to go to work already with the desire to go home.
I was already depressed, scoglionata , with desire to make everything equal to zero.
And it was only 8:15 in the morning. "Let well," I said to myself.
Once arrived at the car park outside the company, I turned off the machine but I was there, sitting still. The radio played
Pink - Sober (song .. a little antiquated but my usb is a mix of old-new-trash-commercial use, without a logical and time, because every day there is a song of this -the past that I want to listen to simply because now I go).
And I was there, sitting on that seat. And my brain was there who made the trip mental of the century, a tap tachycardia (there is always good), hands a little sweaty.
At one point I got the urge to turn the key, restart the machine and escape viaaaa!
So, without reason, without a goal, and just go. And lead lontano lontano, per milioni di chilometri.
Ma forse un motivo c'è: la mia voglia di cambiare è sempre più presente e pesante.
Faccio sempre le stesse cose, che per carità, non è poi così un male..però forse non sto facendo quello che realmente mi piace, quello che realmente mi soddisfa.
Ecco sì, insoddisfatta è l'aggettivo che più mi descrive in questo periodo.
Bè, alla fine della storia: la Francesca saggia (..o semplicemente debole ?) che è in me, ha prevalso e ha avuto la meglio sulla Francesca incosciente (..o semplicemente coraggiosa ? ).
Così ho dropped the belt, I took the key out of the car, I took my bag FRIGHETTO-door lunch, I went down and, after a long sigh, I got in the office (reluctantly, I admit).
"People sometimes prefer a problem that is familiar to them rather than a solution that is not at all."
"I failed fall into two categories: those who have acted without thinking and those who act without thought."
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