She gets on the train and takes her jacket off. She searches her backpack and produces a notebook out of it. While she leafs through it, postcards and papers spring out from the pages. She is holding a pen, but she is not writing. She is reading. I wonder what music her round black headphonesRead more
I have been in Italy for over three months now. August is the worst time to be here: All the shops are closed, nobody is in town, there is absolutely nothing to do for the few lost souls who are still here… I might as well tell you about my last month! For this post, I’mRead more
This month was supposed to be all about studying. Oh, well. I guess it didn’t go exactly as planned. On the other hand, I decided to go visit again the children that I used to volunteer with, and it was awesome. They are growing up fast and beautiful, and I couldn’t be more proud. IRead more
Namaste! I'm Mariachiara, a 25-year-old who always carries a pen and a notebook in her bag. I write, drink tea, do yoga, and find myself over and over again.