i just walked about 2 miles upupuphill from the train station... which wouldn't have been so bad if i hadn't gone into the lake, gotten burned a little, cut both feet open on rocks going into the lake, bled all over the gravel road coming out, worn the worst sandals in the world...
i mean, i survived. i don't know if my face has ever been more red in my entire life. when we got to my friends' apartment i plundged into the sink. head in the bowl. it was like a music video. i am so dirty.
i mean, i'd do it again... i like beating myself up like that.
this weekend some friends and i are going to florence, specifically to see the sites for dante.
i. am. so. tired.
and now i have a direct flickr address.
hey samantha... we should talk over the phone about our plans.
how do we do this.
p.s. that was a question, but the shift key on this computer is broken.