Tag blowing off steam

Think, dream, and be 0

Dear Bradshaw,

Today’s been a bit of a down day. In addition to the dreary weather, lately I’ve been busy writing three week’s worth of blogs for my school (while also translating 30 different documents for a client) and then, checking my emails an hour ago, I received a message from my boss telling me to hold off on the blogs for a bit because they’re planning to revamp the website. Ho hum. continue reading »

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When push comes to shove 0

Yo Shaw,

The leprechauns are loose again. In fact, they’ve been sewing the pages of my books together with porcupine spines. While trying to put an end to their antics, I remembered that day those shaved ducks got loose in your living room and how you shoveled them back onto the balcony with an ice cream scoop. So now here I am, writing you. continue reading »

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Typical Italian fashion 2

Dear Bradshaw,

I had crossed Ponte Garibaldi and was five steps across Via Lungotevere Raffaello Sanzio when the light turned red and though I’d usually have dashed across anyway there were police officers directing traffic so I returned to the curb.

A woman standing as stiff and erect as a stop sign was watching me. As I went to stand next to her, she puffed her cheeks, shook her head, and said, “Anyway, the light was red.”

“Yeah, I know,” I said, stuffing my hands in my pockets, “but this is Rome, after all.” continue reading »

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Shirt soaked, brain scrambled 0

Dear Bradshaw,

It has been hotter than Satan’s armpit and hellaciously humid. Shade makes no difference, or nighttime. Rome is on fire. The city is a sauna. One day last week the temperature reached 100 degrees, which stings anywhere at any time but especially when you’re walking around with long pants and a dress shirt, as I always am. I’ve been arriving to my lessons bathed with sweat, my shirt soaked, brain scrambled. continue reading »

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Eyes like an eagle 0

Dear Bradshaw,

I apologize in advance. This letter might be a bit gross.

Let me begin by affirming that I like living in Italy. I’ve been here eight years and am happy, obviously, or else I wouldn’t be here. Rome is enchanting, even magical at times. In addition to the Coliseum, Pantheon, Trevi Fountain, St. Peter’s Square, and the Spanish Steps, there are cobblestoned avenues, stunning architecture, historical monuments, splashing fountains, green parks, and more. But avert your eyes a moment, look down at your feet, and there’s a good chance you’ll be standing in dog doo. continue reading »

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