Cent'anni

Another late night, I don't know what we do with our time but hours and days pass like they were minutes. I guess it's a good thing.

Rome is wonderful, so very different from Los Angeles and warm in a totally other way. History is inscribed in every stone, the air smells of everything that has been going on here for thousands of years. Tom is in love, with me too I hope, I'm too shy to ask.

Yesterday I got a text message from Henry, just seeing his name on the display hurt me. I've let so many people down including my family, but I know I had to in order not to break completely. Henry was a part of the first change but I outgrew him in a matter of months. Maybe I'm wrong and I know he deserves better, but going away like this was something I just had to do. I don't make plans now, I just let it happen as it does, and the way it feels I'm right where I want to be for the first time in many years.