In Italy. The country of art, beauty, passion and perfectionism.
The air froze and everybody stopped doing what they were doing to stare for a moment at the young woman who asks for salt in a restaurant.
'She must be a foreigner', everyone sighed and went back to appreciating pizza, pasta and rucola.
Changing the subject, I've learnt a new word today. Acquaintance. That is the knowledge of something through experience.
How wonderful, when you allow the freshness of the first-time of coming across something, to absorb into you through your senses, without prejudice or disinterest. Just by approaching it with a bold and curious attitude.
No comments:
Post a Comment