Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu

Day 98 – Just Sunday


Ever since last week, every day feels like Sunday, but I had a feeling this morning that this is the last Sunday of the week and I should go back to work tomorrow. For a lazy day, I woke up a little early today, although not as early as I promised to and took a friend grocery shopping. I know that doesn’t sound like fun, but I am such a food shopping freak; I love everything about it: watching the cheese and the prociutto, the vegetables and other packaged stuff just sitting nicely in the shelves, waiting for me and others to grab them. For me it’s like a festival of choices and I never have enough of it. The other fun part was seeing someone enjoying it even more than I do, so it was kind of awesome; we were like two kids in a giant playground which is always fun.

We came home for coffee in the garden and Ephia showed off all of her charming trades and she even spoke some mixed English-Italian-Chinese language to us. After all that fun I noticed my neighbor talking to D and found out that he is a yoga instructor and actually I like him even more now, because he was so calm and cool that I almost want him to become my new best friend (of course it’s not because of the weed he is growing, it’s because he is awesome hahahaha).

So, all of you out there have a nice Sunday and Lee if you are reading this, I promise I will get my ass back to work and start writing new things (hahaha). Over and out!

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