Right so: it all started like this, with a summer job! It's like for many other kids, right? You decide to go on a holiday, don't feel like asking for money to your parents and so you end up doing the waitress in a small, shabby restaurant up in the hills. Ok well, this is what happened to me at least, for I so badly wanted to spend two weeks in Isola d'Elba with a friend of mine ( and yes, the guy I liked too, but that'another story).

So I spend my Saturdays and Sundays running constantly, from 9 am to 9 pm, back and forth in the kitchen and around the tables behind the pine grove. Beside the money I got, the beautiful people I met, what really strikes me when I think about that period was my resolution to achieve my goal. Yes, THAT goal was quite silly, if I think about that now, and to be honest, he was not even worth it. BUT. Yep, but...

Looking back to that period and that particular experience, I feel like I have lost that mood, that energy somewhere along the road, but I don't really know where, or how and above all why. Where my following objectives to high to reach? Have I been to ambitious? Or have I rather been not too focused? 

Now please do not think I am so miserable that I have never finished anything in my life or never got till the end of my tasks; of course I did and of course I can! I just have the impression that when more determination was needed, I was not able to find it inside me and that the checkered flag was always waving for someone else.

And I still wonder why. Silly me!

Oh, by the way, that guy broke up with me two days after my arrival, but the rest of the holiday was worth the ride!

 

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