Everything seemed out of place when I got out of the car in front of the tall building that would be my home for the next few years. Along with my luggage, I brought a lot of uncertainty, insecurity, more sadness than joy — all the immaturity and shyness of a small-town teenager, eventual college… Continue reading A Planetarium in My Life
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The City and the Transfigured Ship
The sun reappeared that morning, after days of incessant, typically autumnal rain. I decided to go for a walk, without a certain direction, improvising along paths bordered by green. The hill ahead was getting closer and closer, I was already walking far from home, and a thought suddenly crossed my mind: “Just keep walking, my… Continue reading The City and the Transfigured Ship

