fell in love with an italian.. five days ago it got bad. i got home three days ago. my heart is in someones hand, somewhere far away. the life will go on. saturday i leave for the camp for children with AIDS. i must figure out my life for the fall... the most beautiful things in my life are the most inconsistent.
well, i just graduated. feeling weird.. feeling young. sad. reflective. remembering. it was a nice night, everybody was so happy and pretty. what will the next section of my life bring? i think an official closure was good for me. love.
drinking san pellegrino aranciata, thinking about the past. i just read a novel where the girls mother says your past is nothing and the girl makes shrines in suitcases and holds on to her past. it was a beautiful story. my throat is burning from pepper jack cheese and money is bleeding in to minds.
asia taught me so many things. i just love people so much. a movie, a song, a pretty day. a smile, a voice. every second now i realize how much i really love people. today it made me cry. i think maybe my heart just grew a few sizes bigger while i was away.