CW02: same old new beginnings
"Funny when a city is all you know, how even when you hate it, something in you loves it so"
12.1.2025
Welcome back to ONE WAY MIRROR!
How has 2025 been treating you so far?
Me? Oh, I have gotten a perm, saw “Anastasia: the musical” with my sister, and pondered about human existence. The first week back to work went as well as could be expected, thank you for asking. You’ll read all about it in the first edition of OWM.
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THE OUTFITS
Day 1 | First day back at “home” after the break - as Fall out Boy used to sing: “if home is where the heart is then we’re both just fucked”.
I have been having a hard time accepting that Christmas is over; The older I get, the closer I am to the last Christmas as I’ve always known it: my family sitting around my grandparents table, my unce joking around with everyone’s presents.
I have been so lucky to have 26 years like this and, frankly, I am not ready to let go of the last bit of my childhood I still get to hold on to.
I know there will be new ways to experience Christmas and change is inevitable, but I can’t seem to be able to accept this one inevitable bit of change.
Day 2 | I am always thinking of what it means to be home, especially during the first week back from Xmas break.
I have (sort of) accepted my unattainable desire to live back in Naples, where I could be closer to my family and create the life I want, specifically there.
But I’d still have to work, I’d still feel the bitter loneliness of winter, I’d still be with me. It’s about time for me to learn how to love life with all of its daily challenges, with all the sacrifices and regrets that come with living a life. I’ve had a long chat with myself and it seems clear to me that I am an ungrateful being: I have been so lucky so far, and I’ve waster too much damn time feeling pitiful for myself. That is a disservice to me and to what humanity has to actually go through.
Day 3 | How do I follow from day 2? That should be it, the final reflection, the end of my worries: hey, you came to that tidy conclusion yesterday; surely you wouldn’t already want to give up?
Day 4 | Unfortunately, as we have learnt throughout these past 14 months together, the conclusions I come to and life as it is are two very different things.
You know when the work day is so miserable you feel for any future children you may bring into this world who would be (because of your wish to have a family) forced to live under capitalism and it’s exhausting grip on everything you love?
What I resent the most of our economic system it’s its ability to turn every passion into a coping mechanism.
Day 5 | Indeed, the only lifeboat - sometimes - is a good burger and a cheesy romcom.
Aww Vittoria it'll be a hard commitment but you got this, you fall and stand up but you'll make it im rooting for you!