Sitting at a cafe table. Two girls talking. A boy studying. Three members of staff happily chattering away. But I alone next to the corner drinking Beck's. But I'm not lonely. I feel good with a buzz not too strong but enough to where I feel my lips tingle a bit. And I feel good. In Florence where no one knows who I am. I have no prior judgement but my appearance and I have no one to tell me to do or to not do. I am free completely utterly free. I have no deadlines. No fees. Nothing until this week is over and I want to enjoy every second of it. Just sit and enjoy it all before I go back to my life my purpose.