My last day was pretty good. Had a nice chat with some people that I’ve maybe made a connection with. Both are teachers in their 50s lol.
Took myself on a long ramble through city. I love rome. You can discover something every time. Had a picnic lunch in villa Borghese. Then packed and read. And then social hour and glasses of wine.
Life is good.
Then when I was washing my hair, I realized that I was never going to see my mom again. Of course, that’s not news. But I still cried a little.
I’m ready to be home.
