know me...more?

Another chance to know me

You've read 10 things no one knows,

And it's time to know 5* more.

Here we go:

1. I am learning Italian You might be thinking, wait, you can't repeat facts! but listen: last time i said i am Italian, this time, (nothing has changed) and now, as you have just so recently realised, i wrote i am learning Italian. As in, to read, write, speak and understand Italian. Wow. I don't think i've fully understood how amazing that is. I've learnt French since i was small, but that ship has sailed. According to teachers, i was good at it... but i find Italian closer to my roots. And besides, Italy is a place i want to go.. maybe i could find a home in the place where my ancestors lived before they fled after World War 2 changed their lives (and their country) forever. We cannot deny the past, but we can learn from it.

****(Of course there are certainly ways to hide and deny the past, but to stop history from repeating itself, it's better that we don't. And my point is, we must grow, learn from our mistakes - yes, the big ones too - in order to have a better future...at least that's the opinion of me right now. who knows? i'm not exactly an expert on this. go find an expert and see if they agree!)

2. Procrastination. Enough said, really. And yes, it's normal to avoid doing the thing you KNOW you have to do - even if there's a lot of pressure or importance, you will find more important stuff to do (did you do the thing? no, but i did: vacuum the fridge, dust the shower and feed the mirrors.) Well. Here's the thing. I may not have done whatever it is, despite the urgency or importance, but i also didn't dust the fridge, vacuum the mirrors or feed the shower (what?).

I wrote a play.

Oh, what an excellent use of my time.

NO. I have other stuff to do! How much time does it take to write a play? How much? Because that's how much time i spent when i could've been doing soooooo many of unlistable unnamable extremely important things!

But it's still a play. And 10 scenes long, with a storyline and characters and a set design and some costumes and even a name so maybe it wasn't a waste of time and it was actually practical because maybe something inside me wants to write and write and write (like write right now) until finally someone understands it all whether it's through poetry or a play or a story or just ten random words that make sense to you and someone...someone out there who sees what you see and knows what you know and feels what you feel even if they're a million miles away but they're reading and they know it and they're there and they feel it and it's there. and somehow you know you're understood and i think i've just accidentally metaphorically unintentionally described love...

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thank you for reading i think that's enough

let's all take a breath and go back to the start

this was very rant-y and angsty

and long

but thank you for reading!

until next time,

friends :)

*remember that little asterix near the 5? well, i realised that 5 actually meant 2 in this instance...whoops!