Il mio cuore `e pieno di confuzione, ma sono contento adesso perche credo della mia vita gira` completamente nelle settimane prossime.

For the first time in a long while I am content in my lonliness. Here in my mint green aprtment on a brisk night in Rome I feel greatful to be alone. There has been no other place in my life where I have sat, three glasses of vino rosso deep one bar of ciocolata di liqurizia consumed in front of a televisio blaring programs in this passionate language I have only studied (never yet truly felt). The house was full of laughter and jovality a few moments ago, and whith the option to join I willingly decline. Why is this so, I ask myself. Why does this country cause my unseen intravertedness to emerge?

There is something magical about Rome, be it the choices of indulgence one faces every day or the opportunities for immergence around every corner I am not yet sure. I do know howevere that the folds of my adventure here have only merely skimmed the surface; the schema of life here. Like the paper thin layers of a Torta Millefoglie, there is alot to be unearthed and, believe it or not, but, for me some of my internal journey lies swimming at the bottom of a bottle of wine and within the wrappers of intense chocalatey goodness inside my stomach rested peacefully on the couch tonight.

Soul searching, you have met your match!

Ci vediamo presto!