It is 6 pm and I am still struck in the traffic at the crossroads between Via Laurentina and Via della Magliana. I have to go towards the centre, and it will probably take me some hours before that I can sit in front of my pizza and relax. TrafficRead More →

It happens sometimes that one feels like he has to do something, and then he just stands staring in the middle of nothing, with a cocktail in his hand and in the sad background of a latin-american song that tells “Baila conmigo mujer / Que la noche solamente comienza”.  Well,Read More →

Every time I wake up, I have to scratch on the surface of the glass to remove the thick veil of condensed water that the night stuck on it: then, I can finally see the shapes of the trees outside, the peaks of the mountains on the horizon, the bodiesRead More →

When I step into a place I still don’t know very well, the first things I look at are the objects that populate it. I vividly remember all the times I adventured myself in the many unknown rooms of my grandparents’ villa in Lecce; I would always go in searchRead More →

It is late night when I come back home and lay on the carpet where the strands cross one another and make up fantastic imaginary figures. These days I am always depressed when I come back, as I can feel the air full of tension down in the streets andRead More →

I am watching the time label on the screen of my phone, laying down on the white sheet of my bed. The white of the sheets is just the same color of my vest, and it seems like I am submerged in the same big white sea, only my faceRead More →

The countryside was flat and green through the car window, and looked like a huge pool table with small red-roof houses and cars in the place of the balls. I was moving fast, and that gave me the inverse impression that it was everything else running around: a big gameRead More →

He is wearing a grey tight suit and a black tie. I probably can’t really guess the original colors, as the whole image is drawn in a restricted series of shades from light black to dark grey. Very much room for imagination. He is sitting on the street, with hisRead More →

It was a sunny Saturday morning when I heard that song for the first time: the trees were still bare and white under the winter sunshine. Despite the cold wind, there was a sweet smell of spring in the air, which pushed me to walk fast without paying much attentionRead More →