I put my hair up in a clip and did my make up as usual. It's only just starting to get usual because I've only been living here for a few months. It's September right now, and I can't get used to the fact that I'm not going back to school. You'd think it's a lot less stressful because of the studying, but it's not. Paying for your life isn't as easy as it looks.
My apartment is on the top of this old building. It's quite cute if I do say so myself. It has the best view of Italy. I can see all of the other buildings, the streets, the farms, and the sea. It's quite a lot to take in at once. My apartment is... victorian if for words. It's got that fancy crown molding and old hardwood floors. I have to say I love it, and it's worth all of the stress at times.
Before leaving, I fed my black cat Miko and slipped on some black flats.
I walked out the door that morning to another day of market street buzz. It was a good and lively scene to be in every morning. I could have easily apparated, but walking to work is so much more worth it than that. There was a stand that I stopped at now, which sells the most delicious bread. I got a roll and ate it while going down the street.
About a mile later, I walked into Sabino's, the resturant that I work at. Not many people were there yet. It was only 8 o clock. Most people walk in around noon, at lunch time. Dinner is when it's raided.