When he finished the exam, I left my friend and started my way to my house (I walk twenty minutes to take the bus), then began the questions in my head. What if I had completed my thesis? And if he had made the test? Was I wrong with my choice? What if this ...? What if the other?. To make the most dramatic moment came listening to "Casta Diva" and then "Un bel di vedremo" sung by Renée Fleming and the air all that was, well no, I'm exaggerating, but if there was some air.
When I got home, I felt asfixiada (some tears over here, some there). Suddenly it was as if someone told me "what did you do?". I calmed down but the feeling disappeared, changed my clothes because I had to do a job around my house and put music (if I have music, make things hard for me lol). I had only to hear the voice of Cecilia Bartoli, to feel that my mind is cleared. Maybe you hear unreal
but was breathing again and know that I was right when I decided to take another path.
Many say they could have submitted my examination and then continue with what I enjoy doing. But somehow I feel that if I had done my thesis, have put aside my dream and something thatI do not want to allow. was good to go see my friend, listen to what my teacher said in the afternoon to hear the words of my mother "You do not throw the towel", and yes, I threw it. I have rethought some things in recent weeks had been lost, so to speak, and I can say I do not regret my decision.
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