10.02 pm – My eyelids can barely stay open. My body twitches once in a while and I have to make a real effort not to miss my stop. If there is a stop. I could easily fall asleep here, in this tram, on this seat, with all these people watching me. I am dead tired. The kind of tiredness that comes after you intentionally pushed all your limits. I am tired and hungry, but I remember feeling amazing this morning.
9 am – Leaving home for the first meeting of the day. An important one, so I tremble the way students do before exams.
10,30 am – Second meeting. A little uncomfortable, but nevertheless I get through it.
11 am – I decide to have a cappuccino and stand still for a second. I remember I keep postponing to make phone calls I have to make, so I make at least five phone calls and solve some more problems. I take a last sip from my coffee and already feel tired. I miss Ephia.
12 – I stop in Cascine park. I open my notebook and wait. The pen doesn’t move. I wait some more. Slowly, the pen starts writing words and plan some great new story.
1 pm – Next meeting, at the theater. I skip lunch and run into a supermarket afterwords to trick my stomach pains with some nice focaccia. I love Italy.
2,30 pm – Last and probably the most important meeting of the day. I listen to a great new story for my new project and my brain stops to listen too. I can’t think about anything else but the story. It fascinates me, it takes me on imaginary trips. I calm down and relax.
8 pm – Creative aperitivo. I see my gang. I pick up a nonalcoholic cocktail that turns out to be amazing. I talk to a lot of people and realize I don’t have the time I would like to to spend with each one of them. I go outside for a cigarette and hang some more with my people. I miss Ephia so much that the minute I am offered a way out I take it in a breath.
10,15 pm – I get off the bus and almost run towards the door of my building. A small midget greets me on the stairs, with the biggest smile on her face, doing a little dance for me to see how much I’ve been missed. I get a hug and a lot of kisses. I am not tired anymore. We spend half an hour together and chat until we go to bed. She had a big day too and she has to tell me all about it 🙂
And this my friends, was my Thursday. It felt like a train wreck, it felt like a whole night spent dancing, but after all, tucked in, nose into the pillow, I smiled because I got to see my midget and get the most beautiful smile for showing up before bed time.
