Moonbathing

It’s 11 p.m. and I’m sitting with my laptop on a bench in my balcony. It is already a bit cold, but instead of going inside and warming me up in my warm bedroom, I prefere to sit outside and watch the moon and the stars. Ok, there are maybe not so many stars on the sky. Maybe they already went to bed to sleep, would you say (if you were a 4 year old child J). But I really love moonbathing and feeling this cold wind just coming into my lungs. Of course it could be much more romantic having somebody besides me, but you don’t really need to have always someone beside you to feel happy, do you?

Some time ago I would say that I do need to have someone besides me. And that it is just too embarrising to sit outside just because of some things on the sky. But with the time I realise that there are things that aren’t coming back (and I’m not talking about the stars now). I mean, you conduct your life, and there are always consequences – in my case, I can catch a nice cough for the next days.

When I left Brazil, I didn’t imagine that I would learn so much as I’m learning now. I’m living with 5 different people, 3 different nationalities (Brazilian, Norwegian and English) and 3 different ways to see the world and to act according their education. I didn’t expect to feel myself alone or even having time to sit outside, looking to the stars. I thought that I would be always surrounded by people and always having something to do – see, I’m not complaining about work (40 hours/week is enough). I’m just saying that I didn’t realise how much I need people around me and that I really didn’t know what to do with myself. Well, sometimes I still don’t know. But I’ve learned actually to do also things that pleased me and that doesn’t need to be done with somebody else. And to be happy with that, too.

 

- Little note: After I wrote all this nice lines on Wednesday I almost broke my back trying to come inside again. The fact is that to come out or into my bedroom I have to climb over the heating system and pass myself through the space of my window. Although I have quite long legs, there is a moment that both of them are on the air, while I’m crawling through the window. Ok, it’s hard to explain, but you can imagine it. So, I was trying to do exactly that on Wednesday, when something went wrong, and I found myself suddently on the floor of my room – at least, in my room. After an agonizing moment, in which I cried and laughted at the same time, I managed to stretched myself to see if there was nothing broken. Seems to be everything ok, beside some purple signs on my bum and back… C ya!