*le sigh*

So remember when I used to live in Italy and spent my weeekdays after class wandering around Siena window-shopping with my friends and eating endless amounts of baked goods from Sclavi and pastry shops? And remember how I spent my weekends wandering about towns all over Italy trying out exotic gelato flavors and devouring as much art as I could possibly manage to stuff into my brain and heart?

I do. Can I go back to that instead of the 4 exams and a paper that are up next on my academic hit parade?

Welcome to my life.