Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu
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Day 219 – All you need is…

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Today was field trip day. Us girls embarked ourselves on a beautiful adventure, away into the hills surrounding Florence. I have been promising Ephia this trip for a while now and although our day started out like it normally does, it all shifted with a phone call. Thus, we packed a few bags and books for the road and jumped into a train. As the train moved, the tension from the city and all the...

Day 142 – Silence

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Silence can cure. Silence is the only thing that cleans your soul and opens your mind. And when you sit in silence, things happen,things move around you because the world doesn’t stand still waiting for you, but it can move in your favor. If you listen to the silence you create around you, you can hear the useless noise and separate it from the happy shouts, the needed screams, the laughter...

Day 131 – Florence and the most beautiful hailstorm

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Funny how Florence always manages to pleasantly surprise me even when it’s not its own doing. This morning I had a very important meeting and because after an hour of stress everyone needs to have a nice coffee in a good company, I had arranged a coffee date with one of my fellow writers, the amazing Marisa Gareffa. When I left my house, one of my weather application on my phone warned me...

Day 128 – Jokes about artists and writers

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I was planning on writing something entirely different today but a friend of mine sent me these jokes and I couldn’t help myself not to share. As we all know, humans can make fun of themselves easily and thus jokes have been invented. Every flaw or specific characteristic of someone can be exploit it and transformed into laughing material. So, after all those years laughing of dentists...

Day 76 – Some anniversary thoughts

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Six years ago, I compromised and woke up early in the morning because I had made a promise to take someone else’s name that day, his name. It seemed like a beautiful, sunny day and I remember being extremely nervous, not because I was about to get married, but because I was terrified something would change between us (yes, I am the one with manly fears around the house). Seconds before leaving...

Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu