I should have been asking myself why I am still paying for two blogs with respective hosting and maintenance services if I don’t touch them since months.
It’s like I am doing a favour to myself – with the wrong perception that it’s a favour to the world. Not easy to shut down a place (even a virtual place) where you have been around for so many years.
In a few days I will close a less virtual place, the apt where I’ve spent the last three years with my kids, in Milan. It’s the last act of a super-long mental process that drove me to the decision to leave Milan and the country.
London is a welcoming town. If you are lucky enough to find the right place to live. It’s like New York – so familiar with its shops, buildings, stations, cars. You have been crossing its streets many times, thousand times, you have been sipping espressos in its bars. Even if you have never been there.
So without a place in Milan I will become even more a vagabonder. Time to accept my destiny. Those virtual places which I have written of so many times in my blogs (other virtual places that I decided to not get rid off) will ironically become home.