I'm back to italy for a week because i had a spring break in France.
Being home is nice, i lived in my little town my whole life, i have the same group
of friends for more than 15 years now, we literally have one bar in my city and
everybody goes there every weekend. It's a nice feeling after months abroad.
Family also is nice, i like spending time with them even if they are a little
stressing sometimes.
i'm really looking to meet my uni's friends this friday, just chill a little bit
together in the same places where we meet 3 years ago.
life is weird, i have been talking with some of my neighbours in my hometown,
they are all really old, 70+ years old, and they saw me growing and becoming the
man i am today. it was interesting listening to them telling me stories about me
or about their sons and grand-sons and giving me tips for my life.
As always i'm chilling and enjoying life, really happy and positive about my future,
but i have a weird feeling, i dont know, like fear of bad things happening.
But it's not haunting me, it's there, i can feel it, i can manage it. it doesnt
really bother me, but its there.
