Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu



Day 252 – Kind of perfect


Sunday again. Woke up feeling tired and moody. Kept mumbling about not being able to bury under the covers until noon like I used to. As usual, I shook all that off from my thoughts and went into Ephia’s room smiling. I had to keep a promise I made to her for today. All dressed up and with smiles on our faces, we arrived in Scandicci where there was a birthday party going on. Ephia was in...

Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu