Just eight days after my arrival to AMS after a wonderful trip, I flew to BCN on Monday 17th in order to spend the same amount of time - eight days - “back to reality“. During these days I’ve done quite many things, among them meeting my friends, two among them which I hadn’t seen since I’m “Erasmusing”, and my relatives, since it was my brother’s birthday.

What I have realized is that they have been the days in which I have thought the most about my future (i.e. what I’ll do once my Erasmus will come to its end) since I moved to AMS at the end of August.

I have to admit that facing “the reality” again it has been healthy, which doesn’t mean that the “Erasmus experience” is harming my health… uhm, the issue is getting tricky! :) … ehem, I mean that it made me realize how “switched off” I’ve been in AMS.

In a way, being back (my real) home allowed me to clear (a bit) my mind regarding what will come further that (mental) abyss towards which time is pushing me…

..yeah, I’m starting to realize that I will be able to fly before reaching the edge!… yeah, I won’t fall! I’ll bridge the gulf!… yeah, I’ll fly over that ocean of nostalgia!… memories help oneself to fly when you look towards the future, memories only push you down when you try to fly looking backwards…

 

 

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