3, 2, 1...

I'm alone again, Tom has gone back to the US for some important meeting. We parted on good terms and he's coming back in a week or so, but I really needed this time for myself. Bruno is still here but we don't bother each other, we have lunch and dinner together and then go off to our separate lives.

I came here to get away from my past, but it sort of followed me all the way across the ocean. I'm not going to give up though, I can't, I need to keep trying. Being alone helps, I will use this time to not care about anyone or anything other than myself. Not even my so called best friend and her new lover.


  1. My Darling Solitude, very beautiful. Once again.

  2. the past does have an unfortunate way of doing that, i find :/ good luck on outracing it.

  3. I love escape holidays, the ones you take just to remember how to love yourself and gelato.

  4. You write that, "Being alone helps." You say that you "use th[e] time [alone in Italy] to not care about anyone or anything other than [your]self."

    Your words remind me of a quotation from Nietzsche:

    "The noble soul has reverence for itself."

    It's good you feel that way, Ms. Essere.

  5. Its sad and unfortunate at times, but that's how life is !!!

  6. Coffee?
    Sight seeing?
    Making new random friends?
    Watching the sky at night?
    are a few things that could make your lips smile :)
    Please take care.

  7. I love the way you're writing and the photos are macthing perfectly on every post!!

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