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  Leaving Florence waiting or looking for anything particular but  relaxing, enjoying and feeling happiness
I can't believe it has already been four years …
Santa Barbara …  I'm coming!  Yet an other time on the bench in front of the parking lot.. waiting for the santabarbara airbus .. With a steel cold soul..calm
just an other trip back to a former home? Watching cars passing by ..
Bread with figs marmalade in Shawn leaving room smelling the scent of santa barbara..
In this motel room. Seven in the morning… 
A day at ucsb walking in the campus eating at beachside cafe, then cheese  and wine at Bullo's… Very strange to be in the west campus lane…a sort of unsafe trip? No, just an other CDC-like event.
Felt a little bit out of contest. M. is asking about back memories… Not anymore.
Looking forward.
He is getting rid of his past by selling most of it. New job. New country. New everything. I guess is the right attitude. Move on…
yet an other dinner ( we are constantly eating) in a pleasant restaurant and with a nice table…
And today. …the parade… I am now at Shawn house… Listening music and reading old poems in her gardens… Then the parade with the KhammashBamieh family.. Lunch in a Mexican place  the parade festival in the park, relaxing under a Palm Tree. And finally the Blue Agave…