Monday, August 5, 2013

the movers are coming tomorrow

The movers are coming tomorrow.

The movers are coming tomorrow.

The movers, are, coming, tomorrow.

The movers are coming TOMORROW.

They are going to pack up all the things in my Italian villa and load them on a ship setting sail toward the United States of America.

I have no clue why this is happening, because I do not intend to leave this country. Ever. I will sleep beneath the grape vines and hide under the beach chairs. I will dine on ripe tomatoes and freshly caught fish. I will wash car windows for cash to buy cafes. I will do whatever it takes to eat another pizza.

Fine, fancy moving company with your boxes and your crates. Take my things. Send them to the US. But I am staying right here. 

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