A different world

vizcayaThis is one of the many frescoed ceilings of Villa Vizcaya, located in a gazebo just off the perfectly-kept gardens. The villa was my favorite stop during the recent trip to Miami, because even though it’s such a tourist attraction, it gives one the feeling of being in a totally different world. I was so enamored with the place that I spent two hours walking around the estate, going to every corner more than once because I didn’t want to leave.

A few times over the past two weeks, I’ve felt as though I belonged to a different time, a different world. For two weeks, I haven’t had to think (much) about anything, because I could distract myself with something that made me happy for the first time in a long while, even though I was always aware of the possibility that said distraction might not last long.

When I woke up on the first day of the new year, it was like being dragged back into a reality that I had long forgotten. There is, however, one glaring, glorious difference: for the first time in two years, this reality doesn’t seem so harsh, so caged in. I think that might be the first sign of healing: when you wake up from a dream and don’t really feel the need to go back to sleep.

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