- Riding a unicycle or bicycle up and down
- Eating a cake
- Wearing trousers
- Eating a refreshing slice of pineapple
- Checking the time
- Calling Rome “Italy”
- “Hey bud, have you invented your salad yet?”
- Referring to years as AD / BC instead of ‘ab urbe condita’ or the names of 2 consuls
- Vaguely and regularly bringing up ‘the fall of Rome’ and ‘your mate Brutus’ in passing and refusing to elaborate
Dawn is so beautiful and so perfect. The grey light is not sleepy, but full of quiet life, as though the world had never slept while we did; but treated us to that illusion so that we might.
The birds seem like they know this secret, as they drift through a world that’s theirs for now.
I imagine myself in the streets, looking up at the clouds, and for a moment, seeing all we’ve made for what it is, than how we experience it when the sun is up and the air is full of voices.