Lost in translation

This is one of the rare moments where I get a glance of myself as I am.
It's hard to recognize yourself after some years lived abroad with no reference whatsoever of your previous life.
The whole time I feel like an empty box, as if I forgot to pack my soul with me on the way to this adventure, either I lost it on one of my first exploration of the millions of possibilities of a new start, a new life.
Too concentrated on what I wanted to be I lost who I was and now it's hard to get it back. Some days it feels impossible. As if I were watching someone else's life.


And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.


(W. Shakespeare, from Macbeth)

Friday I'm in love

~¤ This Moment ¤~

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.

It's a cold, cold world

Exam season is having a very negative effect on my job. Being the only secretary around the office things start to go wrong the more attention I divert from my office duties to my study.


This has a bad impact on myself: I feel a worse student (for the reduced time I get to spend on my books compared to my full-time students classmates), a worse employee (for the mistakes my colleagues have to bear with), a worse wife (I also have less time for my husband, for our dog and the apartment), a worse friend (I forgot a friend's birthday party a couple of days ago and felt so ashamed because it's so not me), let's say a whole much worse version of me.


I enclose some autumn pictures I took on a short (and very cold) dog walking trip to the park.

Exam time

It is not without a valid justification that I have been neglecting the blog in the past month.
My first exam is tomorrow. Keep your fingers crossed.

Goodbye Sun season 2010

I think it's official.

No one has dared declaring the end of summer, but some should be brave and accept reality. I step up.

I welcome you, Autumn 2010, by wearing boots for the first time in the past four months!

Yesterday, getting off the metro, I noticed a girl trying very hard to keep a summer mood: she looked very stubborn in shorts and flip flops under the pouring rain.

I love autumn, but I cannot tolerate the Danish winter - last one has been remarkably harsh - so I decided that to make it to Spring 2011 I should quote Keats as if it was a mantra, as a part of my Winter Survival Kit.

If Winter comes can Spring be far behind?

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Credo che ormai sia ufficiale.

Nessuno ha osato sbilanciarsi decretando la fine dell'estate, ma qualcuno dovrebbe trovare il coraggio di accettare la realtà.

E qui entro in gioco io.

Autunno 2010, io e i miei stivaletti (tornati ai miei piedi dopo mesi di latitanza) ti diamo il benvenuto!

Ieri, scendendo dalla metropolitana, ho notato una ragazza che cercava disperatamente di mantenere un'atmosfera estiva: aveva un'aria molto testarda nei suoi pantaloncini e le infradito da spiaggia mentre veniva sommersa dal terzo o quarto acquazzone della giornata.

Amo l'autunno, ma una cosa che non sopporto è l'inverno danese - l'ultimo in particolare è stato davvero duro - perciò ho deciso che, come parte del mio Kit di Sopravvivenza Invernale dovrò recitare Keats come un mantra se voglio arrivare alla primavera 2011.

E se arriva l'inverno, la primavera non può essere lontana

A healthy breakup

What does a woman do when her lover decides to dump her by writing her a letter and explaining that he's doing this because he needs to see other women?


Well, I don't know what you would do - I probably would'nt take it too well.


But if the woman is a (talented) artist she might turn it into ART.


Thank you to Sophie Calle for "Take care of yourself": the best conceptual exhibition I have ever seen.


You can see it at Louisiana until October 24th.

Cosa succede ad una donna quando il suo uomo decide di lasciarla attraverso una lettera, spiegandole che lo fa perché vuole frequentare altre donne?


Be', non so voi - io non credo la prenderei troppo bene.


Ma se la donna in questione è un'artista (e ha talento), questa lettera potrebbe diventare ARTE.


Grazie a Sophie Calle per "Prenditi cura di te": la mostra d'arte concettuale più bella che abbia visto finora.


Potete vederla presso il Louisiana fino al 24 Ottobre.

Various updates

Someone seems to have decided that Copenhagen doesn't need anymore sun for this year. I might considering investing in an ark very soon, if things keep looking like this!

On the other hand I shouldn't complain too much lately: I will finally start university next week and I have been really looking forward to this (despite the fact that I already spent 1.700 DKK in books for the first quarter only).

Life is getting very expensive for us lately if you consider our car broke down twice since the guarantee expired (three months ago), I am starting to believe they install a timer on cars to make sure things start to explode after the expiration date.

My husband is also back to work after a 2 weeks break, so our family routine is now back to normal, to the great joy of my dog who was surely missing his 8-hours nap.

On the way to work today I discovered a new song on my mp3 (I often forget what I have saved on it) and found it incredibly beautiful, so I want to share it with you while I am here pretending I have something to do in my office and dreaming of a new, exciting job.

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Qualcuno lassù sembra aver deciso che quest'anno abbiamo avuto abbastanza sole e per un po' non se ne riparla. Si potrebbe quasi quasi prendere in considerazione di costruire un'arca.

Comunque non posso lamentarmi troppo: finalmente inizierò l'università la settimana prossima ed è davvero da tanto che aspetto questo momento (anche se l'inizio non è stato proprio soft: i libri per il primo trimestre mi sono costati "solo" 1.700 DKK).

Ultimamente abbiamo avuto un po' di spese, specialmente se si considera che abbiamo dovuto portare a riparare la nostra macchina ben 2 volte negli ultimi tre mesi (giusto alla scadenza della garanzia, precisione svizzera!)

Inizio a pensare che le costruiscono col timer.

Mio marito è tornato al lavoro dopo due settimane di meritate ferie, quindi la nostra routine famigliare è tornata alla normalità, per la gioia del nostro cane, a cui sicuramente sono mancate le sue penniche di 8 ore mentre siamo in ufficio.

Mentre andavo al lavoro oggi ho scoperto una nuova canzone sul mio lettore mp3 (ogni tanto mi dimentico cosa ci ho caricato) e l'ho trovata davvero bella, perciò voglio condividerla con voi mentre sono qui a far finta di lavorare e sognando... un nuovo lavoro!