It was a heavy book. I remember moving it to my dorm room from my parents’ house, but I don’t know which one of us had bought it in the first place. Before I owned it, I would look through it for hours and hours at the Barnes & Noble located at 500 S. … Continue reading The Birthday Book
My dreams appear to me in the middle of a busy work day, riding on the bus, or walking down a city street. As if lightning has struck, I feel stunned and suddenly aligned by whatever image has entered my mind. The true ones stick. The images that seem most vivid are the ones I … Continue reading My 30th Birthday In Rome
We were so thankful to wake up in a comfortable hotel it was hard to get up early and sight see. After lounging for awhile we decided to get downstairs, take advantage of the free breakfast (includes cappuccino) and head out. Campo de’ Fiori Since we’re fans of walking for a long time and then … Continue reading Christmas in Rome, December 23rd
#1 It’s ok to be scared shitless. There were countless hours, days, and years I spent completely scared shitless in my 20s. Was I at the “right” college? Was I studying the “right” major? Was this guy, “the one”? Would I be poor forever? WTF am I doing with my life? The odd thing about … Continue reading The 20 Lessons I Learned In My Twenties.
For Paul’s Birthday Dinner we went to La Cava. It’s attached to a tapas bar called La Pepita. It was one of the best meals we’ve yet to have on this trip. We began the meal with some prosecco and beer. For our first tapas we got guacamole and ceviche. I think the reason the … Continue reading La Cava