Sunday, May 27, 2012

P.S. Today Should Be Okay

view from hostel window 

 The hostel in Perugia was very reassuring. Though the staff spoke quickly in Italian, undeterred by my l blank stares and bad accent. The wind was cold but the view was incredible. I walked in the rain, made tiny books out of train tickets, ate pasta and drank wine. Just as you'd expect.


I still make things!

                                      Bologna. Maybe it should read: Give me, Hope, candy.