Daily writing prompt

You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like?

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A quiet, comfortable, wooden space. Filled with my favorite books, musical sheets, and a piano. Isolated from outside, a personal, safe, welcoming micro-world where only I and a few selected people have access.

Meanwhile, I bought this small bookcase, which is already insufficient to hold all the books I have here.

I really miss the books, comics, and musical scores I left behind in Italy at my parents’ house.

They are a part of my life, my education, my passions. Little by little, perhaps, I’ll have them all sent over. But when every book is transferred, when every object I left behind is back in my possession, then I’ll feel that perhaps the separation from my country of origin will be even deeper. Almost total, almost definitive.

So when people ask me what I miss most about the dear old world… Perhaps the answer is precisely: my books.

But actually, I also miss the ease with which you can stop and chat with friends and acquaintances, maybe quickly over a coffee that each of us will want to pay for the other.

And the unique landscapes, dotted with the small and great traditional and social differences between the various cities that, despite everything, have a single, strong root in hundreds and hundreds of years of history and traditions.

And perhaps, even more than anything else, the focaccia.