In these days, I have noticed how much I love the connections that are manifesting amongst my friends.  Mio ragazzo has been meeting every single of friend I have ever had in Florence.  And everyone seems to be cracking up in laughter when he is around.  Sometimes even he already knows my friends from another meeting in the past 3 years he has lived here.  "It is indeed a small world." I tell him. 

My roommate Yan(half french, half italian) and I know a few mutual friends that we met on the street the other day.  My heart smiles.  I love to hear that people like my friends.  Or even better, I let my new friends get to know the friends that were only acquaintances.  Now they are proper friends.  I love this feeling.  Connecting here.  Connecting there.

I am grateful for these moments indeed.  Because I am sad to say that I have decided to leave Florence(once again) and head back to Chicago.  I am in need of making some money and paying off the large pile of bills.  ehh...you all know where I will end up. 

I leave at the end of the month so I am living it as it I am here forever...which I will be someday soon.

I am going to leave you with some pictures of my dear friends here.

Kelly and I drunk on suntanning

Giampaolo who knows all the secrets of Florence.  He gave me authorization to use this information when giving tours.

Checca...Fra...Francesca...my favorite Italian lady!  Look at how gorgeous she is.  We are indeed soulmates!

my other calabrese Giuseppe.  Such a doll.  He actually knew mio ragazzo before he met him.  Now they hang out like they knew each other forever.

Yan, Laura, Mio ragazzo.  I adore them all!  Emmy, Yan is your age, he speaks Italian and French.

So happy about this life.  I wouldn't change this situation for all the money in the world.

Hope you appreciate all your friends and how special they are in this world.

A presto amici