This promised land

Such a wonderful week, the best one I've had in a very long time. My heart has landed and I breathe more easily, helped by the spring smells in Bruno's little garden. We sleep undisturbed, wake up, take a walk into the little city center and have late breakfast or early lunch at different bars and restaurants (there's one in every corner). Tom says he could stay here forever but I know reality will catch up with us sooner or later. I'm not letting it get to me though, not yet, now I'm just watching days and nights pass over this picturesque landscape.

Bruno lets us be, he's very generous and discrete, just the way I remember him. I know he has a lot to tell me but I'm not ready to listen just now. I think he can sense it too. He hasn't told anyone we're here, even though I know that pieces of my family is scattered all over these lands. Maybe in time I'll feel up to meeting them, but like I said, for now I'm just breathing calmly, under the sun and the stars.