It’s impossibly beautiful in Rome right now. The sky is blue, the birds are singing, the light reflected from the facades of buildings–buildings older than most anything standing in North America–has filled our apartment with a glow that I don’t think I’ve seen before, though maybe I remember seeing it as a kid. Which means I’ve never actually seen anything quite like it except in memories that may or may not be grounded in anything real.

It figures: just as I start to slow down and enjoy the trip, it’s time to come home.

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