Do not be in such a hurry

I got 6 hours of continuous sleep last night. It happens very rarely. I feel right when I wake up, even though it was only 5, that I had got something extra. A couple of hours of life -giving health, straight into the system. It spiked me up so incredibly that of course I couldn't fall asleep. My day ahead of me would be as full of adventure as yesterday, but a little less room for unplanned outbursts. At least on the day that would require my presence in the factories to finalize the production to be delivered next week.

I had a time to fit before the factories and I trained down the stairs, the most beautiful stairs in the world with a view to the village and the square where my meeting would start. Giannis "Mancave" was open and I heard him mug around there.

Gianni, Gomorron! I knocked on not to scare him. Oh Maria, Gomorron! I have thought! He said in the same breath as he sighed that he is so old so old ... hahah .. And every time I say: Gianni, you are 71, you are not old. Joooo, he said. Maria, I've been thinking. You must not be in a hurry. You need to buy a house that suits your personality. Otherwise you will not be happy. I looked at him. My friend, the human connoisseur. He knows that I have decided that it will be a house in Lajatico. He also knows how I struggle with finding it. Small village, too few houses for sale. I can turn a hut into a castle. But I can't put love into walls that are unreasonable for warmth, love and patience.

Now don't forget he waved from me, not in a hurry Mary.

What if everyone thought so. Getting a home that fits your unique personality. Would we move less often then? Would we quarrel less? Would we sleep better? Would the world stop in happy little moments more often? Would life be both more intense and calmer at one and the same time? I thought about his words where I walked up the hill. I promised him to really think so. And I was going to hold that.

Amore m.