Rome

I walk because I can.
I don’t seek destinations, but moments.

Pleasure is not a luxury – it’s a right.
It lives in quiet paths, in steps that follow the wind,
in the hum of the city, in music drifting from afar,
and in the stillness when I choose to witness – not to perform.

Wandering is a way of life.
It asks for no permission, no explanations.
It offers space to breathe, to see, to feel.

My path is not straight –
it curves, it pauses, it continues.
And that’s exactly why it is mine.