Rome is stunning. You mentioned why don't I write.
Perhaps you think I'm not still reading you across the miles, I know not.
I know I'm working hard to get over the jet-lag and the heart break of the past few daysweeksmonths.
I suppose drinking red wine on a balcony in Roma is a good way to deal, it's so much so bitter.
Today I bought a crochet thing from a tiny nun who let me in to the catacombs. I got a tiny lantern also, since I'm always getting lost these days.
I'll find my way back, I'll learn how to be a human again. For now it's just soft breathing, soft light, Roman nights. I'll write more. I'm sorry it's slow going.
I love you.
Perhaps you think I'm not still reading you across the miles, I know not.
I know I'm working hard to get over the jet-lag and the heart break of the past few daysweeksmonths.
I suppose drinking red wine on a balcony in Roma is a good way to deal, it's so much so bitter.
Today I bought a crochet thing from a tiny nun who let me in to the catacombs. I got a tiny lantern also, since I'm always getting lost these days.
I'll find my way back, I'll learn how to be a human again. For now it's just soft breathing, soft light, Roman nights. I'll write more. I'm sorry it's slow going.
I love you.
