Well, as of late this journal has been the dumping ground for random photos and stories about studying abroad in Rome for a semester, and the occasional 'disordered eating' posts. Eventually I hope to start actively writing short stories again. I tend to over-analyze myself, write in tedious detail about mundane things, and complain a lot. Recently I've begun to enjoy caffe latte freddo, getting in at 6am and somehow functioning in the heat all day, 1 euro shots, roman buildings, any siesta time I can fit in, Irish pubs, and struggling with my conversational Italian. I'm pretty dull.
Claudia Wilson Gator: Now that I've met you, would you object to never seeing me again?