All of My Sadness
Yesterday I was told the probabily I'm going to spend another period in England, working as teacher of Italian in some "English school" (I have no idea of its level: University? High school??). The period would be from October 1st, 2005 till May 31st, 2006.
Now, after a day of hilarious joy, I am finally sad.
I had a dream last term, just before leaving for the Christmas vacation, about what I can call The Traveller's Sadness.
If you're a traveller, you have to leave a place that you consider "yours"/ "your home", and you have to leave your friends, your lovers, the people you love, to reach a place in which you're a stranger, with no friends, just "others".
Then, after the first days, you begin to settle down, you get to know the place, and, after a little bit more, you get to know someone. Time passes, and you realize that that place, so "foreign" to you, has now become "yours"/ "your home", and that the "people you know", actually can be considered as "friends".
You love that place, you love that people.
Actually, you even get used to the food, that now doesn't taste so horrible as the first days.
And now you have to leave.
You have to say: "Goodbye everybody! And, just in case we don't see each other again, have a wonderful life!".
You have to leave your room, your house, your home, your place and all the people you love, and reach a place in which you're a stranger, with no friends, just "others".
And it begins again.
When you realize that, you can understand the traveller's sadness.