We took a flight from Milano Linate to London Heathrow, and started a new life. I still remember the lovely lady in the corner shop that gave us the keys to our temporary house. She was having tea with biscuits. The incense burning quietly.
Today, we packed our stuff and are ready to start a new chapter in Milano, again. I can’t tell you our plans, because we don’t know them yet. I thought a friend made a bold and hopeful move when buying an annual train ticket. It’s something I’m not able to do, or even think about doing. One step at a time.