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...
As I was saying here, Plan B: Love stories gone wrong has returned to Italy and was shown yesterday at the CrisisARTS Festival, held in Arezzo and that for me meant road trip. Me and the other two partners “in crime” for the road who joined me, embarked ourselves on this beautiful journey that was both fun but also very emotional. We have arrived in Arezzo, at Villa Godiola placed on...
The phone is ringing like a mad man in the middle of a mental crisis. Ela, wake up! Ela, just open your eyes and pick up the phone! I overslept again. You always do this! You stay up late and then oversleep. Ephia. Oh good, she is still sleeping. What time is it? 10,30 am. Okay, there is still time; quickly, get dressed and go pick up that package down town. Why is the phone still ringing? Right...
