Under Italian Sun…


Feeling very Under the Tuscan Sun today. It’s hard to concentrate on the day’s work when holding reservations on a European airline to an Italian destination I could soon call home. One of my best childhood friends, Antonio, and his wife are looking to move to Milan this summer and I imagine late night conversations over fine Barolo wines. I’m thinking of selling everything I own and furnishing a new home with 100% IKEA stuff. I wonder about taking Mufasa, selling my car… would I feel too far from home? I don’t feel like I have a home, so what’s the problem? I imagine more friends will come to visit there. The Dean of the college is a jazz musician and we’ve already discussed the market for American jazz singers in the hotels of Lugano. It’s hard not to get excited about the possibilities. I imagine eating gelato every day of the week…

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