The places I had traveled vignetted in front of my eyes, frame by frame, those streams, those mountains, that street I’d love to get lost again in, that mystery girl, those eyes that hold me even today. The dark clouds
Trip to Milan. A Mileu.
Milan was the last of the Italian cities in our trip, as also the city we were flying out from Italy. There was an early morning train from Venice to reach Milan. The timing of our train was awkwardly early