It stills feels too soon to let them go. They're all clustered there, taking up space, and my fingers go right to the delete key and then hesitate. Packing lists, at least three of them. The hostel association. Ryanair, in all its banana-lemony cheapness. Oh, and Via della Mattonaia, Sara's Italian blog. All remnants of my eager preparations for something that is, all too swiftly, becoming one of those "did I really do that?" memories. The blandness of office life is wiping away the reality of those brilliant, shimmering months of Italy. I knew it would happen--just not this quickly.
I'll let them linger a bit longer.
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