its interesting though. as it gets closer to when i have to leave, the less i want to go. itll be so good to be home..but rome is home now too. im going to miss the Tevere, teh old man that always sits in the back right corner of Da Augusto, the BirdMan, the friends ive made, the way the rain smells here, not being able to eavesdrop, waking up to yelling italian couples, getting lost on the buses, knowing that im almost home by going past the theater of marcellus.
this city makes me smile in a way that ive never smiled before. ive grown up some, but gotten younger too. the pace of life here is peaceful and sometimes all you can do is laugh.
i laugh more here, i smile more
because this is Rome
this is my city.
and while yes there are other things going on that make life stressful, this city and who i am here is not one of them.
of courese i miss my friends and the only thing that could make here more perfect is having them and family here with me. but yeah.
ill be back.
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