the Pillars of Hercules- 
were two days of hell, why talk about it with my x has not been far from simple. My mother reacted in the worst way, turning what began as a peaceful confrontation, the prelude to a tragedy. Furthermore it says: "For me it is a tragedy." did not want to even hear my reasons, I had to say, I had inside. Had not been for her, everything would have ended with a "okay, go tell your father, I do not want to know anything." It was I who want to continue to insist that I feel the same, but I have been treated worst than that, to her, I would have expected. My father came home while we were discussing, but then I did not have the strength to support another conversation with him, I was exhausted! He was told something and it became too cold, until I talked to him. Neither would sit at the table with me, waiting for me to finish the dinner or lunch .. waiting for "the board was clear, as pointed out by my mother when my father asked her what time they would I decided to eat. Last night I re-discussed with my mother, asking her to me more than less coldness. And there still cry. Then I went to my father, to clarify once and for all, asking him if he was part of the "tragedy" of my mother. He replied that he knew nothing, because I had talked to my mother, almost preferring it to him. I explained that I wanted to first talk to her, because I knew more or less, how he would react. Then there was the comparison a bit ... 'on, but at least it was a comparison! And I wept like a fountain .. I had to vent that I had with my mother. Surely I did not feel understood, but is respected. It was not the courage to understand this choice, calling it "the easy way "---> expression that sent me into a beast, because if anything the opposite, and between a tear and the other, I tried to explain it. I sought an explanation on the potential and prospects have to say that, without realizing that it is not a detailed plan, what do I have but one choice in a free heart, I was not given any security nor- wondering-if not the one in 5-10 years I'll regret what I'm doing, because I'm closing a door that may be helpful. No doubt, but through this door closes, another 100 if they will open in their ways to me and completely anonymous to me for content, in content and origin ... In every way, since I made my decision public, he tried to take me back, even to instill a sense of insecurity and fear of separation rather than abundance, which had tried hard to overcome. Even at the model shop, where I went to buy a jar of paint (yes, I started to build the ship!), An acquaintance she started to ask questions about the university and giving advice! Also for this reason I cried during and after my last question: I felt crushed, bewildered, called the "reality" on all sides, logical and helpful attitude of my father, which made me rethink everything from scratch, which the categorical rejection of my mother I had caused, making it harden on my positions. I went to bed early yesterday. I felt empty and powerless. TODAY. wake up early, breakfast, I went to distribute copies of the newspaper of the University Academy of Fine Arts. I'm back and I started to read the material that I found, to write a leaflet on the Day of Remembrance, in memory of the Holocaust, which will use January 27. These are the latest commitments I had made with the committee and I spontaneously wanted to complete. Later I prepared a meal for me, because I did not want to ask my mother. Surprisingly, his attitude had changed, more friendly, more relaxed. Even to my father. As if everything had suddenly dispel. And even within me, the doubts I had were gone yesterday, I did a test, trying to organize a study plan for the next month, but all that I was away, I do not own anymore.
I closed my books and I started to write my flyer. (...) When
me departments' by Circe, who concealed
me more than a year there near unto Gaeta,
before Aeneas nomasse yes,
or fondness for my son, nor reverence
the old father, nor 'the due affection
Which joyous should have made Penelope,
Could overcome within me the ardor
that I 'had to gain experience of the world
and de vices and human worth;
but I put forth' open sea
only with a companion ship, and that
picciola from which I never had deserted been.
(...)
and I 'companions were old and slow
when we came to that narrow
Where' Hercules marked them about him
order that the man does not put more than;
(...)
"O brothers," I said, "that per hundred thousand
dangers have come al'occidente,
To this so inconsiderable vigil
of our senses which is the remaining
not want to deny the experience,
Following the sun, the world without people.
Consider your origin:
facts You were living eats raw
ma per canoscenza and follow virtute. "
(DANTE-ALIGHIERI
INFERNO CANTO XXVI)
Ulysses is the man for me, the new god, and that challenge goes beyond the limits imposed by the old man and an old concept of sin and the divinity. My
will also be a "mad flight", but how many out there really have the courage to fly? I embrace you! bambinadallospazio
(Image: "Soulmate" by Chiara Burzigotti. Www.fotocommunity.it) 
