Its as if i was living in a parallel universe. i might as well had of been seeing where i am now. Putting up with things and people that i cant stand but do because loneliness takes over.
I once lived in a place where i could get one of the best bottles of wine for 5 dollars or a cappuccino for $1.50. A place filled with so much history and culture. It was all around, I could touch it with my fingers and see it with my eyes. It was in the buildings, in the color of the food and inside the vino rosso. I could
even hear the pride of their culture in their tongues. It's been a year since i've lived in my paradise. To say that i miss being there is an understatement. I hope to return but in the meantime here are some pictures to hold me over. The picture right above is of my old roommates and I in a square in Firenze, Italia.
