If you gotta go, safe travels.

I'm mindlessly scribbling down everything I can think of.
My mind can't think.
March went by one night while I was sleeping. Wasn't Valentine's Day only yesterday?

I'm supposed to leave in 3 weeks. I feel like I just stepped off the plane.
I was born to move. I don't miss much of anything from home. I couldn't even make a small list if I tried. I can barely name a thing besides people. Perhaps I could pocket all of my loved ones and take them here, then presumably I would have everything I want in the world...

My favorite meal here might be lunch. I buy fresh fruit every morning: strawberries, blood oranges and kiwis are always in my basket. After, without fail, I will always have a gelato cone. Two flavors. Most days I will go back two or even three times to make sure I get a full variety that day. My day is clearly very stressful.

I'm listening to sad music right now. But something doesn't fit. It's cold ouside, but I'm in a warm state of mind and I'm out of balance because I'm ready for spring yet winter weather lingers on too long.

The world is not big and everything is normal. Who is to say it isn't. We all live next door to each other and 100 years is a tease. I always wonder what goes on in Damien Rice's head when he writes his songs...

I keep wanting to describe Italy differently. Love is the only word I can think of.
Lovers lay in each others laps on the steps and sprawl onto their backs on benches. They hold each others cheeks in restaurants and hold hands when trying to eat. They nuzzle and snuggle like they are completely alone and no one is offended, no one asks them to leave. People here love life, they love being in love, they love being alive everyday and they know how to enjoy each others company, because this my friends, is it.

And we can only save ourselves (Oasis got it wrong).We should never feel stuck. And we should never feel like we belong somewhere else.

As my dearest friend Elizabeth just told me about two seconds ago: where you go, "it's in your blood now- it will always be a part of you. You'll always take it with you, in everything you do."

She then told me to imagine the first time when I go back and how incredible it will be. So obviously I looked up flights online to return for next year...