Growing up on a hobby farm in rural Australia, far from the frightening world where children gyrate to TikTok routines and seek validation through selfies, we were often bored out of our brains. My mother was staunchly devoted to the Montessori ideal that children need boredom to ignite their creativity. While we did often spendContinue reading “Diary Entry: (Ful)filling time in Rome”
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Eat, Pray, Love?
The first few posts of this blog have been spent carving out what my identity on this page should be: Am I a tourist? Am I an expat? Am I here for work or love? Is this my version of “Eat, Pray, Love”? Am I running away from my adult responsibilities? The fundamental answer toContinue reading “Eat, Pray, Love?”
Local
The outsider When you have lived somewhere for a couple of months, you start to make it your own. Having lived abroad before, I knew the escape to Rome in 2020 would have been much smoother than previous moves: I spoke the local tongue, had known one of my housemates from my past life inContinue reading “Local”
The Adopted Italian 