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The moments when you stop recognizing yourself

  One day I woke up and felt different. I could not say why — it was just a feeling living somewhere inside me. I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. It was me, a tired version, but still me. Yet something within me did not feel the same. Something had changed, and I could almost see how this other person was trying to get out and live my life. I told myself it was just a period and it would pass. I thought that once I took a break, I would return to myself again. But weeks later there was still no time to rest. And slowly, the other person began living my life. This person was nervous, anxious, and a bit mean. Unsatisfied, raising his voice, reacting with negativity. Impatient, not particularly kind, tolerating nothing and no one. Patience simply did not exist for him. I did not want him there, but I did not have the strength to fight him. The exhaustion was too big. Inside, I felt confused, disgusted, and ashamed of my actions. I felt lonely and misunders...
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Mototrip 2025 - Eight day – Sardinia

 


I woke up at 5:30 am; apparently, this is my thing here. I took a shower and washed my hair. At 7:30 am we went to the hotel’s restaurant to have breakfast. My God! Nobody could have prepared me for this amazing breakfast, I could not be happier and satisfied with it. Ok, I actually could because they served me a cappuccino, which was stunning. I could not eat everything I took, but Veni gladly finished it all.

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We were just about to leave when the guys saw a man struggling with his car and they rushed to help him. They were 2 couples, one young and one older, probably on a family vacation. After an hour and a half the car started. The older Italian lady started crying of happiness and was so grateful she wanted to give us money to treat ourselves with food and drinks, of course, we refused, shared some hugs with them and our day started.

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Our first stop after leaving Santa Maria Navarese was a huge rock - Pedra longa. People were climbing it, even kids! The views were breath taking, the water was crystal clear.

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There were too many turns on this road as it was going all around the mountains. I felt sick because I was feeling hungry, good thing I had some pastries in my bag so we made a quick stop to eat something. Later on, we stopped at a town to have some lunch before continuing to Olbia and the ferry. This night we slept on the ferry to wake up in Italy.

The ferry was lovely and huge; there was even a playground for kids. I started to miss my boy so much and I stopped and imagined how happy he would be if he was playing there. We sat with the guys to have a drink, I had a glass of wine and enjoyed a few chapters of my book. Sleeping on this ferry was not bad at all!


 

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