Do you ever feel like a flower frying in a pan and being burnt to its very core?

If I keep waiting for something landmarking to blog about i won't keep the promise i made in my previous blog post.

Lately, I've been enjoying the feel of outside markets as opposed to walking into grocery stores at random parts of the day. Yes, i am strange, there is just something about milan, or italy in general that draws me into its market places. I hardly buy anything because I don't have so much to spend. So i'm just the stange girl that wanders aimlessly with the only purpose of taking in the chaos of men yelling "1 euro!" and people bumping into me.

I was going for a walk today and for some reason it just hit me. Sooner or later this will no longer be my life. this is temporary. I don't know why I ever thought otherwise. I guess i just forget sometimes. I can't forget. there's morning's i need a bumper sticker plastered on my forehead that says "you're in italy". I can't take any of these days fore granted. Gelato is precious (i had some really good gelato today). the pizza. the pasta. all temporary. boom! in my face. perhaps i should just not worry about it and have fun. either way.

I've been enjoying hanging out with my friend audrey and merche, the other night merche and her friend who is visiting from mexico, made a mexican dinner. it was lovely though, i felt a little unfaithful to italy. for some reason any food outside italian food makes me feel unfaithful. however it was a delicious and fun meal. i forgot what it was called. but it was similar to tortilla soup. ;)

back to school monday!

basta cosi.