I’m starting to think about my time in Florence this September. Although I’ll be following my usual routine, as always, each visit feels unique and amazing. There’s comfort in the familiar—that is the ‘good’ familiar. People return to their same summer place year after year, order the same dish from the menu of their favorite restaurant, walk that special section of the beach, and on it goes.
I’ll be following my usual routine—early morning walk, cappuccino, meditation, writing, more walking, more cappuccino, museum and church visits, and eating, eating, eating.
For the past few years I’ve been working on an article about my experiences writing in Florence, with two working titles: Seven Days Writing in Florence and How about a Writing Vacation in Florence? I’m tired of revisiting it; I need to settle on the focus. Before I fly on September 10th, I am committed to wrapping it up and posting on "A Solitary Traveler" on this blog. After all, new writing topics are brewing.
I’ll be following my usual routine—early morning walk, cappuccino, meditation, writing, more walking, more cappuccino, museum and church visits, and eating, eating, eating.
For the past few years I’ve been working on an article about my experiences writing in Florence, with two working titles: Seven Days Writing in Florence and How about a Writing Vacation in Florence? I’m tired of revisiting it; I need to settle on the focus. Before I fly on September 10th, I am committed to wrapping it up and posting on "A Solitary Traveler" on this blog. After all, new writing topics are brewing.
