After a difficult week to say the least, the weekend in Rome has been providential.
warm autumn in the capital was neither a tourist nor a citizen, but a strange vagabond, with huge bags full of items that I moved from the old to the new Roman house on the border. I chased several friends, was able to meet only a few. I talked about film projects that could really come to life, or not, but in the meantime have existed for as long as those discussions. I ate and drank. Slept, but not too much. I remembered who I am.
again this morning in the office. I just have to appease the nostalgia.
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