La vita degli altri

Early night outside of Firenze, the whole family is at a bar watching Inter - Roma so I'm all alone. Still gathering the strength I need to return to what used to be my home, my other life in America. Seeing the images from 9-11 made me feel as if I need to go back soon, as if I need to protect and honor the country that raised me.

The other day my aunt took me to a Vasari exhibition at the Uffizi.  Walking around the hallways and rooms made me think of all those lost lives, all those people on whose shoulders we are still standing but that are long gone now. It makes me sad, reminding me how everything eventually comes to an end. As we perish only the memories remain, and they will soon be forgotten too.

The strangest thing is that my darling Avy seems to have been thinking the very same thing at almost the same time at a totally different place in the world. I miss her.


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