Photos of street by me
I could sense the artistic nature of Florence, Italy just by walking its streets. Who wouldn’t be inspired by its array of terra cotta neutrals that act as blank canvases for the imagination? Or the sky-reflecting canals that turn clouds into masterpiece visions to be interpreted in a stroke of a painting or the curvature of a sculpture or the repeating pattern of the ceiling of a Tuscan villa. Some walls on the streets lightly covered in moss, giving age and substance to a history that will continue to grow in this inspiring city to take in with the eyes and explore with the feet. Natalie and I kept our energy up with square slices of cheese pizza to complement a plate of pesto pasta to share. And red wine, of course. Always red wine.
Also, just wanted to share with you all a song I have on repeat currently:
Shadows settle on the place, that you left.
Our minds are troubled by the emptiness.
Destroy the middle, it’s a waste of time.
From the perfect start to the finish line.
And if you’re still breathing, you’re the lucky ones.
‘Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs.
Setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
The lovers that went wrong.
We are the reckless,
We are the wild youth
Chasing visions of our futures
One day we’ll reveal the truth
That one will die before he gets there.
– Youth by Daughter
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