genova won

the sea doesn’t care how many saturday plans I turned down to see it. #

I actually came to Genova. Everybody may stop accusing me now. Dad picked me up and almost immediately asked whether Milano had `”released me for the weekend.”` Very funny. Tia was around later and of course noticed the pink thing because apparently my colour choices are now public policy. She asked what happened to blue and I told her the entire stupid story, including the dolphin becoming a lion. She stared at me and said `”You changed your favourite animal because a girl copied your dolphin?”` When somebody says it aloud like that, yes, I admit it sounds deranged. I told her logic was unwelcome.

It was good being here though. I missed Dad more than I had admitted to myself. The sea too. Milano gives me everything at once and sometimes Genova is the opposite. I don’t need a plan every hour. Tomorrow maybe church, then lunch, then train. Nothing glamorous. No tiny bag. No expensive water. Very civilised.

Remember me, Eclipse.