The train took me a little outside of Florence today. I had almost five hours all to myself today, to spend as I wish, so because I love riding the train, and also the person who was waiting for me at the end of the road, I said why not? I spend a beautiful morning and afternoon, chatting and unloading a tone of feelings that have been invading me for months. By the time I got back to Florence I...
…Until one day the man gave up and went to bed. Suddenly, that very night, C woke up and the cat was missing from its usual spot. Thinking that he will catch it in the act while destroying the crops, C looked out the window. To his surprise, he could see a young man in the garden, digging holes all around the crops. He ran to his parents and brothers and they all watched the young man...
8.29 am It’s cloudy outside. Then why do I feel like my eyes have been blinded? It’s weird. I would so like a cappuccino right now. That’s all bullshit. You hate coffee; you don’t like the taste, the smell, or the look of it and cappuccino is your only social excuse of having coffee. You even wrote about how much you hate coffee. Yeah, it’s true. Let’s grab a...
