Tag Archive: Connection

Holding hands

I wish friends held hands more often, like the children I see on the streets sometimes. I’m not sure why we have to grow up and get embarrassed about it. Stephanie Perkins

A flip of a page

We call it the first day of the New Year. A fresh start. A flip of a page. An unwritten chapter. I read that people are the happiest when they believe something great… Continue reading

Connecting

13 years ago, I worked a summer at a YMCA children’s camp in Calabria, in the South of Italy. I was the leader of a group of 6 fifteen-year-old girls. I was just… Continue reading

I just want to make people happy!

We were laying talking on top of my bed, me and my best friend Lorena, some time in August. We talked about life and career choices, and she wondered if I had finally… Continue reading

Reflection

Another awesome weekend is at end. Another night I fall asleep with love in my heart. Behind my eye lids there are are so many faces and they all turn to me and… Continue reading

Losing some luggage, catching a flight

I am back in Ubud for my last day in Bali. I have spent too much of the day at this internet café, answering e-mails, messages, uploading photos, connecting with friends, catching up… Continue reading

A day in the life

Yesterday, my room mate Maria, having just come back from a 2 weeks vacation in Chile, asked me a question through the thin wall that separate our rooms: So, are you doing anything… Continue reading