Blowing in the wind

I wish I could tell all you how amazing is my university. How many people I have already met. How many boys I already have a crush on.  And how my room got messy after the first flat party.

But I won’t tell you anything about it. Cause it is not happening, it is not real. The reality is that I am in the sad kitchen of my house, looking sadly at food I cannot eat and writing on my blog because I have nothing else to do. That’s the reality. I really wanted to change it. But it seems to me that more I try the most life tells me that I am not good enough for anything.

As you can notice, I am going through bad days. Even if I am not the smartest girl in the world, at least I know that life is made by some good days and others bad days.  Before you’ll stop reading this post (sorry for sound this depressed) , I just want to tell you the last good day I had in the past weeks.

It was late for a run, above all it was going to rain. The storm was coming. I have had spent my day walking around Rome, taking random pictures with a friend I haven’t seen in ages and running for catching a bus. Any other people would have been exhausted after such a busy day. But the wind blowing to my face gave me a strange energy. So I decided to go for a run and what something incredible happened to me, I cannot explain it with any other word.

As always, I took my iPod with me and start walking for the warm up. Lighting and thunders run across the sky. You have to know that since I’ve lived in my little town, I’m scared of thunders. But that night lightings and thunders was not the only owners of the sky. There was one of the biggest and most beautiful full moon I’ve ever seen. She was right in front of me and I couldn’t stop watching it. And then I have a thought.

Life is like that night. Sometimes there are storms that want to scare us and make us believe that we are near to the end. Lightings make reality appears in different way, a deformed way. Thunders distract us and we cannot hear what our heart wants us to know. But even if we run in the dark, moon is looking after us. She guide us. She gives us hope. And suddenly calm comes back to us, even if it is just a moment. But we feel it as a blessing, a little space of happiness.

Moon exists for everybody, we don’t have to lose hope or give up on our dreams. Maybe my moon is just behind a cloud. But the wind will blow it off.