Miss Malcontent shows up to let me know that wherever I am is not as good as where I could be. She reminds me that I could live in a better town, have a better job, blog, pants size, etc. Today, she tells me that I could be in a better place: Rome.
But when I was in Rome yesterday, I thought it would be good to get to the coast. To give my feet a rest. Now that I'm here I want to turn back around. If I were in Rome, would I wish I was at the sea?
Is this a pattern? Wanting to be somewhere I'm not? Wanting to be someone I'm not?
When I met Claudio, I saw a man who is:
- A Vatican policeman.
In Rome, I am:
- "spiritual but not religious,"
- Canadian but act American so they stop saying, "You said a-boot! Ha ha ha!"
Today, I'm not sure what I am besides:
- Distant from Rome
Settling down, it seems, my not be in the cards for me. Perhaps this is my cross to bear.
What I do know about myself is that I am:
- A writer
At least it's a start.
I'm glad I don't have to make any decisions about what gelato to choose. I can have them all. And when I'm eating gelato, Miss Malcontent evaporates into thin air.