mercoledì 23 luglio 2008

A heavy heart


My recent absence from the blogging scene can be explained by the picture. I can barely describe the heart-in-the-boots feeling which came over me as the plane hit the tarmac at Malpensa airport, and which I haven't yet been able to shake off in the two days that I have been back in the office... Having lived in Sardinia for 3 years, whenever I go back I feel like I am going home. The return to Milan makes me feel like a prisoner being sent back to the slammer after a week of parole.

Something needs to change.

5 commenti:

Leanne ha detto...

Hello,
I have been poking around your blog a bit and wanted to come out and say 'ciao.'
You poor thing going from one extreme to the other it seems with where you used to live and where you now live. I was in Sicily last year and now I am back in Rome but I miss the sea and the pretty town in which I used to live. After this summer I am determinded to move back to the sea side again.

Delina ha detto...

Going back to work after holidays is the WORST!

Romerican ha detto...

Bummer! Sounds like a case of sindrome da rientro... or are you thinking BIG TIME change?

Anne in Oxfordshire ha detto...

Oh I can imagine how you feel...must be sad when you live somewhere you don;t really want to be!!

I thought you moved recently to a place you wanted to live!!!

Emmina ha detto...

At the end of the day I don't think it matters all that much where you live, but more the lifestyle you lead and whether or not you enjoy your job. As much as I am happier in the new place than I was in Milan, I still have to get up at 6.45 every morning, spend an hour and a half in heavy traffic, followed by 9+ hours doing a job which I don't particularly enjoy, only to repeat the journey home.... Life is all about compromise at the end of the day, but it would be better if it wasn't!!