Coming back to Rome it looks like coming back home. And then, when you leave Rome, you miss it. I miss red pizzas at the Campo dei Fiori bakery I miss the thousand of fountains, visiting a church and finding…

I’ve been recently in Genoa. The most beautiful things very often are not visible at our eyes, in some ways hidden at us. That’s is what happens when you go around the city walking on the little lanes called “caruggi”.…

What I like about happiness is its power to be replicable. Even if it would appear impossible, illogical and irrational, our memory has the power to renew the eco of an happy moment. That’s the reason why I see me…

In summer i dream of the mountain and in winter i look for the sea. During a so strange year like this one , i dream with open eyes and i hope that all of us we could come back…