genova
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
the sea never asks what you’re doing with your future. excellent social skills. #
Genova with Dad. Tia later. Nobody asked me about the maturità for several consecutive hours and I almost forgot I had ever taken it. I needed this. We went near the sea and I caught myself mentally translating the colour into HTML again. Impossible. Every screen blue is too flat. Even the blue Mac loses this competition.
Tia says I have become `”very Bambolina”` this summer.
I asked what that means.
She said blonde, blue, gloss, Yuri.
I pointed out that I was already three of those things.
She said exactly.
Unhelpful woman.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Reflections & Dialogue
0 Thoughts
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.