I am back in my hometown in Northern Italy.
Italy is not doing well, as the rest of the world. The weather of these days mirrors the lives of the majority of the people living in the Bel Paese.
I had forgotten how depressing the foggy Lombard sky can be, at times. That is what California does to you.
An immaterial yet pervasive gloomy veil is blanketing the town: it remembers the old, All Saints’ Day rather than Christmas time.
We’ll make do.