This has been one of the most difficult period of my whole life... and yes, yes, I know I always say so.
I thought that an injury and to be not able to dance, were the worse things could have ever happened to me, but I was wrong. To be back again, to use all my determination and my faith in order to be able to dance again and to discover that I don't belong anymore to that space, well, this is the worse. To live every moment like is the last one, to have my mind full of future while my body is trapped in the present, to wait the end without being sure to obtain that for which I have worked so hard, the possibility of  new life in a new city... yes... this is the worse.
Without the person to whom you have dedicated all your life ask you how you are, if you need something, if you need a help.
Suddenly I have no will to move, to create, to spread my energy around, cause I feel without a direction.
Probably I deserve all this, like everything else in my life and I will learn a lesson that I cannot understand now, but is already part of me, of my past, of my present, of my future, of my life.
I still believe in my life, which is the miracle.