Rome iii

I was walking along the streets, away from the Colosseum, the place where the Italians used to watch their warriors fight each other - when I heard someone speaking to me in Italian. I turned my head. It was a short italian manm around 5"8". He had sandy brown hair and wore glasses. He was wearing a blue shirt, bermudas and shoes. Very italian. He had a good face, but was slightly chubby.

I shook my head, indicating that I do not speak italian, and smiled.

"Are you just a beautiful girl, or are you funny and intelligent as well?", he asked in a strong italian accent.

I kept quiet.

"In Italy, when someone says that to you, you would have to say something about the other person."

I just smiled and kept smiling. I decided that perhaps I could give him five or ten minutes of my time. I allowed him to fall in steps with me. We walked along the busy streets packed with tourists and italian lovers. Everywhere, people were snapping photographs, laughing, holding hands, kissing...

"I lived in Milano for 8 years and now I'm in Roma. Today is my day off so here I am, taking a walk around town. Roma is just so good for living..."

He took me to the top of one of the most famous museums in Rome. We were looking at the entire central Rome... and it's beautiful. Buildings. Narrow walkways. Trees.

"Roma has beautiful and strong achitecture. It's supposed to signify the beautiful and strong hearts of italian men. But these days, the women are just as strong as men..."

He smiled.

We went down and I thanked him for the tour. We parted ways.

爱的代价 - 张艾嘉

Love

I dont mean to be cheesy; talking about love. But I just had a few thoughts about it.

After ending my two-years relationship, I told myself I never want to be in a relationship again. Because career, studies and everything else should come first before love. I've never been the kind of person who thinks that falling in love would mean that nothing else matters anymore and that love triumphs everything. I think that love stands in the way of things.

I am often confused, impulsive and stupid. I impose my neediness on people when I feel lost and empty. I rush into things and then find out that it might not be what I want.

But now I don't want things to be complicated anymore. I don't want to be stupid. I want to take it slow. Less is more. More becomes nothing.

Let's let nature take its course. We'll see. : )