I shall never forget how upon moving to Italy my parents told me that I lived in the middle of nowhere. Finally.
Where are you?
When will you return?
I turn my back
when they arrive
and run home
when they start
Best of both worlds.
The views are of the Silver Coast in Tuscany, more precisely, Monte Argentario peninsula, where I roamed with my travelling uncle earlier this month when he dispatched me back home after two months in Slovenia, my land of origin.
If I invite you, you are not the pest. Welcome.
In response to Patrick Jennings’ Pic and a Word Challenge #153: Emptiness