end of August. Arose a great opportunity: teaching, good salary and department. However, on my second day, flying foxes and bourgeois said: Where are the libraries!? Where, bookstores!? Where, humanists?! How can I make real friends, if my peers like Disney, the feds and the reggaeton?! How to teach so many hours of class!? How to enter a master, if I'm on an island?! And then ... I came back. Then I realized that these were bad reasons to return: could order the books by courier, living with different people, for friendly relations and provide that many hours of class.
Upon returning, I had to welcome him to the round of questions, the general disapproval and shame, because believe me: There are people who judge harshly. Although good, I do not do the martyr, I received great support from my friends who saw me with a loving gaze: "Oh, Livi, and not a bitch." Michael said he had known he would return so soon, had camped to make a farewell-welcome.
Despite my bad reasons, I feel that I made the right decision, because when I saw this city back another way: I was very happy the existence of cafes, bookstores, libraries, places to do a masters in any humanity or social science was like watching all this for the first time. In addition, I returned with a great eagerness to read. The first thing I read was to Fromm. Then I confess that I read lived , Neruda, author, told me: "I've been in cities, islands, forests, grasslands and mines. I did not get scared of people or places or loneliness. "I learned from him and my back. I promised that, henceforth, will not be afraid to be alone, and not what is different from me, my people or my town.
Despite my bad reasons, I feel that I made the right decision, because when I saw this city back another way: I was very happy the existence of cafes, bookstores, libraries, places to do a masters in any humanity or social science was like watching all this for the first time. In addition, I returned with a great eagerness to read. The first thing I read was to Fromm. Then I confess that I read lived , Neruda, author, told me: "I've been in cities, islands, forests, grasslands and mines. I did not get scared of people or places or loneliness. "I learned from him and my back. I promised that, henceforth, will not be afraid to be alone, and not what is different from me, my people or my town.
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