7th
It was near this church that I learned what freedom was. Where I got away from it all and learned that the little things really don’t matter so much. Where I learned that I really could do whatever I wanted to do, that it was possible. Where I sang in front of nearly strangers for the first time because I was encouraged and I loved it. Where I learned to love red wine. Where I walked and discovered something new every day. Where I found my soul looking at the sculptures of the old masters. Where I spent entirely too much money (still paying for it). Where I found out how the simplicity of food & flavors are what make it beautiful. Where life is slow and different and closer, not like suburbia. Where pleasure is encouraged in daily doses. Where I felt like I had been before, even though I hadn’t, not in this life anyway. Where life is beautiful… la vita e bella!
Ah, I’ll be back…one day
