to prove it can be done (10.18.07)

i thought in an effort of trying to save myself from getting entirely overwhelmed, as i usually am when i write these, i will compose one here on Thursday, my usual day regardless of corresponding already this week. These last couple days, bring astonishment worth reporting anyways.

on tuesday afternoon, after a monday in which neither myself nor my roomates could pull our selves out of a score of lackluster negativity, i found myself seated in an opera house, waiting like a child on a birthday for the red velvet curtians, branded with florence's crest to open revealing a ballet behind. And when it did..... *wow*.
Dance is one of my favorite forms of art for many reasons, but the strongest of which is sense of the fleeting moment. While watching a ballet or other piece for that matter your eyes follow the legs and arms and bodies of the dancers rythmically until you are put into a placid trance. Once this has been achieved, in what often seems to be a coy spite, a breif unrepeatable moment will catch you off guard and shock your visionary senses. An angle, or erratic turn, or composition of lines that jerk you into focus. But as soon as you realize the brilliance... it is gone, and you are abandoned, anxious to be startled again.

My mind danced the whole walk home.

Through the efforts of my much appreciated drawing instructor i now own a membership to this theatre that allows me to get into an forthcoming shows for a dramatically slashed price, and ensuring as soon as this Saturday the euphoria will be repeated.

The rest of the week filled itself with the ever familiar midterm moods. Restlessness and agitated consignment, very much the same as back home. Doing odd jobs that would otherwise be of no interest to put off studying, being one of the most notable. Our bathroom and kitchen sure are clean right now. But i am now finished, and looking forward to this coming week. I have the unimaginable riches of 10 days off from school ahead. While my roomates are taking a cruise to Greece and most of the CAPA students are wandering to Western Europe i will remain her in Italy. A friend of mine are going to travel to Sicily, birthplace of pizza and still under the thumb of the mafia to climb a volcano, Mt. Etna. Our plans are haphazardly composed right now, and this week could bring anything. I will spend some the the supplimentary time when i am back in Florence visiting the unmeet Uffizi, and perhaps straying from the city and taking a few day trips to places such as Lucca or Fiesole.

Frightening enough, when we all reconvene in Florence after the break, the midway point will have come and gone for my time here in Italy. A sobering thought indeed. Prague, Venice and Rome will lead me through November like an animal following a tantalizing trail.

I hope you all are well. Step on some fall leaves for me, as the trees here fail to succumb fully to the season and hold their foliage stubbornly. I will try to avoid falling into the volcano over break, stealing paintings from the Uffizi or making a scene while gorging myself with gelato.

Ciao! -Corrie