Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu

Day 163 – Identity crises


There are days when I have no reason to write anything. There are days when I don’t feel the need to write anything and there are days when I absolutely don’t want to write anything (that mostly happens when I have a dark day).

Today I am having a dark day and I think I am getting tired of this carousel of emotions. I have the urge to stop, sit still, cover myself in blankets, drink a cinnamon tea and eat chocolate cookies with nothing but silence around me. Sometimes the silence kills me all together because I can hear my brain thinking, other times the same silence vacuums every thought I have and I can pretend I don’t exist for a second.(Have you tried that? It’s awesome!)

Today is one of those days when nothing makes sense and I want to crawl into a black hole where no one can find me for a while. I would sit quietly there for twenty minutes, I will start missing my family, I would get hungry, I would slowly open my eyes and eventually when all the initial feelings will go away, I would wish to have something to write on so I can remember that black hole moment.

About the author

Ela Vasilescu

I’m a writer based in Florence, Italy.

Human nature inspires me, different cultures, traditions, folk stories and the differences which make us unique. Documenting stories is a privilege, a glimpse into humanity, an unforgettable experience, one which I embrace and honour every day.

If you have a story twitching in the back of your pocket, one that is ready to be told, shared and heard, chances are I will be ready to listen; so don’t hesitate to send me an email.

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By Ela Vasilescu
Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu