How big, how blue, how beautiful
For me, places are people. Venice, tormented, fascinating, mysterious, is Giulio, his blue eyes, his disappearance, his ghost. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of the time his body was beside mine as we explored the island. Venice reawakens my memories with him and gives him back to me. Knowing that he has changed shape, that he no longer wears a human body, drives me to search for him everywhere. Yet I continue to believe in his desperate freedom, in his choice. The emptiness within me after his departure is a space I fill with what I encounter. I know only one way to combat pain: seek wonder. I will continue to do so, now also for him, now also with him.
