Moving

The room is now empty, except for the dust liberated from hidden corners, dancing in the light that crowds through the open window.

I sit the middle of the room, legs crossed - like in a corporate ad for mobility - in front of a laptop connected to a 3G phone so I can tag my goodbye to this flat in the heart of Pavia, somewhere online.

Outside the sky is so blue. The air so wonderfully chilly too.

It's time to go.

December 14, 2004 | 11:53 AM