Italy I She looked at me with a very vulnerable stare. We were never close but we worked together in the same club as for 4 or 5 years. She know me as a fun gal, always a bit too outrageous – a wild, but healthy girl as another girl put it – and as…Continue Reading “Italy I”
I keep coming up with (but not publishing) little snippets of posts, little descriptions of moments, things I have seen, lingering life I have lived. Life lived hectically in Italy while I was there; bathed in memories, friends’ love and my innate Italian language. The brutally-honest-and-too-rough hurried conversations with best friends *there*, due to lack…Continue Reading “Lost in the big picture”
I obviously returned to my beloved river while I visited Italy. It was one of many things I had on my to-do list. The first day I sat down with A and made a list of priorities. Of things I would love to do while there. One of them was just spending time by the…Continue Reading “River”
– my best friend crawling into my makeshift bed in her livingroom, hugging me happily and serving Italian breakfast.
– my best Italian friends telling me they have been dancing to this track for months; that this is *my* track forever because the girl that sing, sound *exactly* like me, when I sing. That they have been dancing these past months, thinking of me, saying to each other ” that’s K’s song, Hey, Hey”…Continue Reading “Joy is: 1”