Francesco Morello ·
so clearly what happened in Itaewon is a huge trauma for many, including myself.
I have been thinking of those poor people trapped by other people, fellow human beings turned into sudden dangerous calamity... I have been thinking almost continuously since Sunday. No matter what I do, even while sleeping I keep imaging them and I feel terrible.
To make things worse, those videos online showing everything without blurring sensitive images.
Then last night I had a dream, I was there doing CPR to a man, my wife was next to me and she was doing to another person.
I never done this to anyone, neither learnt how to do it, but in the dream I was doing it but then nothing was happening... then I pray with all my heart, I said God please save him! and in that moment under my palms I could feel his heart beats again and then his breath and he stood up.
Amazing not? My traumatized mind had to recur to a dream to let me do something, to help me saving at least one person.
The sense of impotence is in fact what is so bitter, I was there at 7 pm driving and I noticed how chaotic was everything and dangerous... and the next day I woke up reading what the tragic happening.
This morning I told my wife about this dream and then the sky was so clean and I decided to go to the mountain, and at the end I got to the peak, 830 meters alone.
I wanted to refresh myself. I wanted to focus on something and achieving it. While hiking to the top I met a lot of people from Singapore, Japan, Sweden, and Korea of course.
I had an amazing time. It was hard, exhausting, some moment I asked myself why are you still going up? how will you go down later? I had no water but some fellow humans offered me, and I felt grateful, that water was the best water ever. Some woman gave a mandarin, another some grapes... I felt like begging for basic nutrients.
I went down at 4 pm had lunch with another fellow human met on top of the mountain, then I drove him home, he lives in the same city, and then I went to swim. Of course I drunk also a lot of water.
Swimming for 30 minutes really relieved all the muscles sore build up during the long hike and now I am home so peaceful.
I don't know when I will stop thinking about the people who had to experience such a terrible accident, but meanwhile I pray God to take care of these souls and I will be more mindful about how using my time.
