Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu
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Day 333 – The silence before the storm

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The fever of deadlines is about to start soon. With seven pending emails in my inbox I know that it’s that time of the month again, when the storm is heading my way. It’s crazy and each month I seem to enjoy the outcome more and more. Every opened email means at least two hours of work, hours that I have to invent in order to have them. But I am good at inventing stuff and somehow I...

Day 295 – Too early…too late

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5 am. Still awake. The silent house feels empty, deserted. I feel more rested than I’ve been in weeks. 5 am and it’s too early to start my day, yet too late to get some rest. This is my favorite hour of the day, not morning nor night, but somewhere in between, just like I am, always. Florence’s sky is raining and the sound gives me the chills, or maybe the guy who is standing in...

Day 139 – Riding the bus

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These last couple of weeks I have been forced to take the bus a lot to get around. I used to love taking the bus, especially back home in Bucharest, where riding the bus can become a small adventure if done in the middle of traffic rush hours. I used to read tones of books on the bus, because an under thirty minutes bus ride didn’t exist and of course at least another twenty minutes metro...

Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu