How are you doing?
I wrote a post few months ago about being in a major funk after my trip to Milan. While Rome and I never got into fisticuffs, the situation was critical.
Late last week, I stopped by a vendor I haven’t seen since moving out of the Center. She told me that my Italian had really improved. I thought about her comment. I was constantly beating myself up for not being fluent, instead of remembering that I’m getting better. I seem to be focusing on the negative a lot lately.
Yesterday was the first day of summer. I am determined not to spend yet another season salty with city I live in. I’m not the biggest kumbaya person. You will not find me on the top of Gianicolo Hill doing this:
I do know that walking around, as the youngins would say, with a stank attitude is not going to make things better. I will try to see this city with fresh eyes, be more social, and maybe cut back on political news.