Sunday Morning

It’s the first Sunday morning that I am off from work since I had moved in.

Last night after my practice (see the previous blog) , I fell asleep all the way to this morning.

It’s also the first time I am able to sleep for this long, well, almost 12 hours of sleeping.

I spent my whole morning enjoying breakfast, cleaning house, and laundering, morning showering.

 

Finally when I set down on the table with one of the books that I always wanted to read, I reconsidered the NY trip.

Is it another getaway from my fear?

Is it another reason to prove that I am ok?

The meaning for this trip is more or less like my trips to Vienna in April?

Or backing home in May?

 

Will I feel better after I come back from NY?

Or I will once again be in the circle which drives me run away all the time when some special days, holidays approach?

Yes, it’s certain a getaway.

 

I am afraid to staying alone in this city regards all the memories in summer time.

That will drive me crazy, I thought…

Keep running away can’t solve this problem, and I must get used to continue my life in Milan without accompany.

 

I decided to stay, the whole month in Milan, and I think I am able to figure out how to spend my life alone in vacation.

Of course it will need some plans to enjoy my vacation in an empty city, however, I believe in myself that in the end I will have lots of fun and relax being alone.

One of my friends once told me , that if I felt insecure of something, the best way to overcome is to front it.

 

So, I am going to do so.

 

“Everything happened in our life is a gift from God, if we will have enough patience and courage to open the gift, we’ll get to learn or gain something from it”

I am going to start to open the gift, or should I say start to see it as a gift.

 

Cheers for courage!