This is actually difficult for me. It’s not that I don’t remember the good
things that have happened in my life; it’s that I know some of the most
satisfying moments are the simplest ones.
The simple times seem to be the most difficult for me to pinpoint. Based on the memories floating through my
brain’s RAM at this moment, I guess it would have to be the Sunday of the last
weekend I lived in Rome a couple summers ago.
I kept to myself that entire day, but I didn’t just stay holed up in my
That day, I decided to go to one of the outer neighborhoods
in Rome, Garbatella. My goal was to find
the small piazza that an Italian TV show uses front for a business. I had my map, but I still got a little
lost. The neighborhood was so peaceful
because it was lunchtime on a Sunday, which means it’s one of the quietest
times in Italy if you ask me. I didn’t
mind being lost, because I was the only one out and about and I like to see the
residential areas of Italy, away from the tourist destinations.
I was so excited when I finally found the building, and
pleasantly surprised when the actual building is home to a little bar named
after the show. I bought a Coke there,
just so I could say I bought something there – like the fangirl I am. On my way back to the Metro, I even found the
building the show uses as a front for a high school.
When I got back to the city center, I wandered through some
of the shops by the Wedding Cake Monument.
Later, as I was waiting for a bus back to my apartment, I remember just
feeling really good about my life. I was
about to finish one of the best experiences of my life up to that point, and I
was going to see my family the next weekend.
I also knew that I only had one year left of college to finish before “real
world”, but it didn’t seem nearly as scary then. Maybe because at that point, I felt like I was truly living in “the real world”.