A quiet village

Really, there’d be nothing better than visiting Torella, my quiet village.

Right now, seeing my cousins and spending time with my aunt is something

I miss am nostalgic for this year in particular.

The energy of the place is about so much love and peace and the

countryside is so alluring. The space and quiet to feel peace; the spiritual

resonance to read some excellent old and new books and write poetry.

Afterall, there’s the online to talk to anyone around the globe and yet,

be somewhere quiet, infused with a wondrous sense of the old European,

some good wine, and the company of villagers—

the mayhem of Toronto is making me nutty.


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