Serena fuga
Member
- Jan 15, 2026
- 59
I hope there's no afterlife, because even with this shitty life I have, there are still little things I like so much that I might even miss them... I live in a beautiful place, between the sea and the mountains. In the morning I wake up to the birds singing on my apartment balcony, oh how I love that! I open my bedroom window and see beautiful mountains, but if I go out into the street and walk 200 meters, I reach the sea, sometimes blue, sometimes green like Cancun, gorgeous, with fine white sand, a caress for my feet... In winter, tourism literally decreases, so wandering along the beach, alone and with my own thoughts, is pure ecstasy for the soul and peace for the heart... I hope death is like that... And that sound of the ocean waves? Sometimes I feel like sitting there until nightfall just listening, other times I feel like dancing like crazy... I confess I've wanted to go into the sea and walk until I couldn't touch the bottom and drown, but I never liked that idea, it seems too painful... My departure is approaching, maybe in another month, and I'm very afraid that things will go wrong and I'll go through everything I went through last time. My protocol will be with N, maybe I'll be lucky, like I was to find N... I feel sorry for the few people who will cry for me, very few indeed, but so special and rare, and I leave all my gratitude for them inhabiting my life and my heart... I wish I had the strength to stay for those few people, but I can't, my soul has already lost its shape and joy... what a pity... and that's it, friends, moving on... fraternal hugs to all!!
