Well, like i mensioned in the last post… for those two days that i get to walk in that city i would give it all and i wouldnt even mind. Today i am going to talk about those walks… the walks of friday nights , to sunday. Me, my camera , and the city…(well there are some tourists in the scenery but its fine xD). I walk, mostly at the same places in florence, but somehow everytime.. i get to feel that feeling, the same feeling I had the fist day I walked at duomo… that feeling that your whole body is trembling from enthousiasm… that feeling you have everything you want … that feeling that the scenery around you is having a conversation with you…. it’s exhausting in reality, but in a sweet and perfect way. Believe me when I say this, everytime I stand still and look around having that intense conversation I almost cry. And when I finally dont cry, I smile… and I actually feel that smile coming from deep imside my soul. I sometimes even wonder “how can I really be in that place? Is it real?… No, its a dream!” …or at least it seems like one. Some other times “How can humans have such supernatural abilities? How can humans have created this city? … how can this statue be so alive it takes my breath away??… ” Wait! I might be out of the subject here… well… that,s the way those 2 days are. A pemanent travel through thoughts, time and emotions.
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