One little consideration of mine. Nothing more.

Triangles.

Triangles are perfection without compromises.

They're small and at the same time they can be big too, they are frail or they are stable... and every single charasteristic only depends on prospectives, our prospectives and personal tastes.

If i wanted to, I could also admit they are all the same, but each one is different from another too for each one of us, just lookers.

And at the one time, same and different for each of us are also ideals and expectations. Cause life is one and we all want to live it, for sure in different ways, but still live it.

The triangle is shape of unconditioned stability.

And it's at the same time, once again, unstable balance.

It is the compromise between the sure things at the present and the sure uncertainty of the future.

Believe it or not, in this place that every day is getting to be little by little mine, I'm discovering that there's no such shape as the triangle to translate my feelings and everything that borns every day in my mind with the sun in this new life.

No such shape to translate my thoughts here oversee, without handholds to grab on, being alone and lost like a firefly in the night.

Let me explain what I mean.

The Surface Area is the throbbing nucleus of everything, the matter, our existence.

Without a heart we'd be nothing, just dust, both anatomically and spiritually, and time shouldn't even pass for us. We'd be just an undefined ideawhich has no reason to be.

The heart, not by chance, is situated oin the deepest part of our chest, hidden and shielded as if it didn't want to be too vulnerable.

Nature is definitely incredible, She knows better than anyone else the pain that can be felt because of occurences to face, and She knows perfectly the hurtful stab felt in the chest when a surplus word is said and thrown to disrupt balance... For this reason the nucleus, our area, our heart, is set such in a deep part of us, this hidden and this protected.

The Perimeter is the extension of our history and the chain of events that make us US, and as in the triangle, it gives limits to our life and thet way we live. Everything that happens makes us grow and makes us up, whether is good or bad. Our history on this planet writes itself word after word, line after line, point after point, as also does the triangle's perimeter and its sides.

Everything that happens and surrounds us, then, happens because of circumstances, and circumstances are determined by who we are and by the triangle's verteces, which means the actual peaks that makes us ourselves and no one else.

The highest apices of our lives...?

Family, Friends and Experiences.

Without verteces the triangle is denatured, and is transformed in just three straight lines set close by but with no apparent sense, and we get to be just the same, beings with no reason to be.

Without Family we have no roots and no route to follow, not even a map that shows all the possible routes to take to get to the destination, whatever the goal is. We don't have incentive and we don't have life, because Family is what gives you life and never stops from making it better.

When there's no family, there's no ability to be ourselves. When we're not ourselves we cannot have Real Friends, and that's why I say that no Family means no Friends.

Without friends we have no laughing and afterthoughts, we don't have a sincere person to express our fears to, out of the sphere of comprehension because "that is the way it's supposed to be". Without friends we don't have any complete Happiness, and without friends, more than all, we don't even have Experiences, because friends are the only people we want to have experiences and fun with, and it's because friends are the ones we want to try, fall, laugh, get up, make mistakes and dream with.

Without experiences we are no one, we're just a tiny balloon at the mercy of the wind, that doesn't care about height or about the too sharp pinnacles which could make it pop in a second, just because it has no experience and doesn't know that its end is not that impossible and far away in time.

I know that comparing yourself to a triangle is not a common thing, especially if you are on the other side of the world and people don't really know what's going on and are waiting for you to give them news and write down to keep track of your life in the Land of Freedom.

I also know that I haven't been writing for a while on this blog, but when it comes to a time when the heart is the owner and the leader of all your actions, even thinking, you can't do much. In those moments everything stops and the mind can't do anything but follow what the hearts promises is the best choice.

This month of complete silence has helped me finding myself, and finally Being it too.

For whoever wants to leave, go away and take his own route...

For you, if you're reading this post it's because you care about me and want to know more about my feelings... and here I come.

Get ready to fill your pockets with those little sheets of paper you used to receive at the elementary school telling you that someone liked you.

Fill them with crumpled old photos.

Fill them with cinema tickets and birthday cards.

Fill them with those always hated but everywhere found red coins, which appear to have no value, but have travelled more than you can even imagine.

Fill them with the smiles only grandma and grandpa are capable of giving you.

Fill them with all of your mistakes, and over them, lay all the lessons you've learnt.

Get ready to bring this and much more in your pockets, because you'll need it, more than ever before.

It will make you feel at home, even if the only place you will ever call home, is only HOME.

Just one more thing... leave that small pocket inside the jacket empty, that one little pocket that no one ever uses. You will really need this, not for the departure from home, but for the departure from the place you spent time in, because you will have to fill it with your strenght and with all the life you built in your new world, that you will finally want to call home, just in time you'll have to leave...

Come on! I did it, and I'm here, still here.

Veronica