This Summer has been a memorable one, not only because of the last Avengers movie (LOL) but also because a big chapter of my life has been closed (the fact that it happened along with Marvel is only a funny coincidence).
June was spent mostly at home freaking out over my thesis presentation as well as fighting with the worst heatwave in history.
July can be summed up with one word: GRADUATION. The actual day it happened is a bit blurred in my mind because of the stress but also the insane heat (38°+). Most of the public buildings (as well as private houses) are usually very old here in Italy so there isn’t a proper air conditioning system. My University is one of those, so it was like graduating inside a volcano, I don’t even know how I managed to not faint (probably because of the adrenalin flowing).
I don’t have many decent photos of my graduation because of the heat. We were all melting.
I’m not going to lie, I loved my studies but I’m also very happy to be done with University in general, for several reasons I’m not going to share. Looking back, I’ve spent my twenties discovering who I am. Not that I didn’t have a personality but I used to do certain things (like going out for dinner every single Saturday, reading certain books, wearing some kind of clothes, etc.) only because it was what everyone was doing, without even questioning if it was something I really wanted to do. For the longest time, I’ve even hidden my musical tastes without even noticing.
I wasn’t having THAT much fun, believe me!
It turns out that I don’t like to go out every single Saturday because I’m an introvert (another thing I didn’t know); fantasy is not my favorite genre, even if my absolute favorite books are The Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter and my all-time favorite author is JRR Tolkien; I love to wear dresses, while jeans feel uncomfortable and make me look out of shape, but I’ve spent my whole life wearing jeans because it’s what everyone does. Same thing with bags. I always bought large handbags because my mom taught me to carry a huge number of “just in case” items. It never occurred to me that I personally needed fewer things and I could afford to carry a smaller bag.
I know, this may sound silly, but it looks like I’ve put my life on autopilot the moment I was old enough to choose things on my own. Not sure why, probably because it was easier not having to decide too many things. How did I figure it out? Simplifying my life.
I didn’t “konmari” my entire house nor my whole wardrobe, but I still managed to reduce my possessions and, most importantly, my mental clutter and it’s still a work in progress. I didn’t start labeling myself a minimalist and getting rid of everything, instead, I started paying attention and asking myself questions and, I guess, it paid off. It’s a process and I feel like I’ll never be done with it, but I guess I can say who I am now. It only took me a whole decade to discover it but I’m glad it happened before entering my thirties.
To conclude the Summer recap, August has been spent on a staycation. I couldn’t afford to travel but, at least, I’ve been able to properly relax after 10 years of University, rediscovering old hobbies of mine and, let’s be honest, watching a lot of Netflix. This is going to be the first September not going “back to school” and it’s both terrifying and exciting.