just one full day here. I woke early for a run. the streets were already full of cars, but the sidewalks and piazzas were empty enough for me. I ran up the hill along which the funicular runs, earning a panoramic view of the city. on the run back to my hostel I passed a sculpture I’ve been thinking about all day.
I napped after my run. waking at 11, my roommate Tanmay asked if I wanted to join him on his trip to the modern art museum. I was happy to tag along, and enjoyed his company and the art we saw. some amazing colours and paintings I’m excited to show Carol when I get home.
in the afternoon I took myself to the museum of broken relationships. I’d first heard about the idea from Georgia and Francesca one day late last semester when we were procrastinating final assignments in the usyd library. a collection of relics from broken relationships of all kinds, accompanied by personal testimonies and context statements. post-it notes, an axe, 1000 paper cranes, a prayer mat, pills, a toaster. things left behind charged with emotion, household objects you or I wouldn’t blink at cursed with memories or dreams of what could have been. I cried a number of times. in one room I had the chance to write in a book about a broken part of my past, which I found helpful and very therapeutic. I listened to music reminding me of that time, and gave myself permission to reflect and feel the emotions as they passed. my heart hurt for all those living in mourning for what they’ve lost, to whom I felt connected.
I treated myself to a burek in the afternoon, and met up with Tanmay for dinner - a greek wrap for me. wandering the lanes once more, he tried some cheesecake before we called it a night. back in our room the German girls and I have realised we all have the same train in the morning - no fear for waking anyone now. <<
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