It’s been awhile since my last personal PoV or personal update, thus, here a little one.
As written in my last personal posts, a few months ago (in mid-2016), I made the choice to stay as detached as possible from humanity and, to be honest, I’m not regretting it a bit. Different reasons.
The last months have been a succession of “signs” regarding my choice, which convinced me that I wasn’t wrong.
However, the other day I was thinking if my choice has been easy until now, because of the previous ones. For example: being single helps me tons.
I want more… on different levels (not just in my love life). Do I deserve this “more”? I don’t know and probably I’ll never know it, because time is passing by and I still have no good reasons to change my mind about.
“There must be another life, she thought, sinking back into her chair, exasperated. Not in dreams; but here and now, in this room, with living people. She felt as if she were standing on the edge of a precipice with her hair blown back; she was about to grasp something that just evaded her. There must be another life, here and now, she repeated. This is too short, too broken. We know nothing, even about ourselves.” ― Virginia Woolf, The Years