I’ve noticed an odd pattern over the past month.
My time in Italy will be coming to an end in the next few days.
The young boy entered the edge of the crowd, but nobody noticed him.
We spend a lot of our lives thinking that we are the only freaks walking the Earth until we learn that everyone is a freak in one way or another.
It was hot today in Torino.
And suddenly, I hear music filling the street.
“Discover a sound you haven’t noticed before."
So you’re not going to visit me tonight, huh?
Throughout my travels, there are so many small details that I wish I could keep with me forever.
Today was simultaneously the longest and shortest day I’ve had in awhile.
