Tuesday, October 16, 2012

The one where I bid "A pui tardi"

This morning was the first which I've walked back from being out. It was a strange night where I drank less & enjoyed less than usual. As I walked back surrounded by the early morning darkness & chill I lamented the city I was leaving. Walking pas Santa Croce one last time, through Piazza Signoria & too suddenly I was watching the Duomo disappear from my sight. I felt a part of my soul was left behind & I found myself tearful for the beauty & culture I was swiftly leaving. I yearned to clutch onto it, savor it, for just a moment more.