Ешь, молись, люби

Chapter 1

           Ontheotherhand,hemightjustkissmerightnow,tonight,rightherebymydoor…there’sstillachance…Imeanwe’repressedupagainsteachother’sbodiesbeneaththismoonlight…andofcourseitwouldbeaterriblemistake…butit’sstillsuchawonderfulpossibilitythathemightactuallydoitrightnow…thathemightjustbenddown…and…and…

           Nope.

           Heseparateshimselffromtheembrace.

           "Goodnight,mydearLiz,"hesays.

           "Buonanotte,caromio,"Ireply.

           Iwalkupthestairstomyfourth-floorapartment,allalone.Iletmyselfintomytinylittlestudio,allalone.Ishutthedoorbehindme.AnothersolitarybedtimeinRome.Anotherlongnight’ssleepaheadofme,withnobodyandnothinginmybedexceptapileofItalianphrasebooksanddictionaries.

           Iamalone,Iamallalone,Iamcompletelyalone.

           Graspingthisreality,Iletgoofmybag,droptomykneesandpressmyforeheadagainstthefloor.There,Iofferuptotheuniverseaferventprayerofthanks.

           FirstinEnglish.

           TheninItalian.

           Andthen-justtogetthepointacross-inSanskrit.

           

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