loano

pink on the screen, blue outside the window, everybody wins. #

I’m here. Loano. Finally. Three months. My luggage is embarrassing. I brought enough clothes for several versions of myself, half my music, shoes unsuitable for almost every realistic seaside situation and approximately forty small things I was convinced I would be unable to purchase outside Milano. The blog stays pink, obviously, but everything outside is blue again. Sea, sky, distance. Maybe this is why I stopped missing the blue layout. I don’t need it on the screen when it’s outside the window.

Dad called already. Tia too. Yuri is coming later in the month and I am pretending this information does not make me stupidly happy. My birthday is next week. Twenty. That number is offensive and I refuse to discuss it today.

Remember me, Eclipse.