Giulia's days in Milan

Today, Wednesday 7 October

1. 7:40amEspresso burnt my tongue but finished it anyway
2. 12:20pmSilk ribbon slipped off the sample rack and landed on my shoe
3. 4:05pmTram doors closed before the woman with the violin case got on
4. 7:30pmAperitivo crowd too loud so took my glass inside
5. 9:15pmStarted the fellini again and finished it this time

On her mind: Waiting for a call about the flat by the naviglio

Tuesday 6 October

1. 7:42amBar espresso went down in two swallows, still too hot
2. 11:55amNaviglio sunday cloth merchants had exactly the wrong green
3. 4:10pmOld projector film broke twice and nobody fixed it
4. 7:45pmAperitivo olives were warm, olives were better than the wine
5. 10:50pmWindow open, silk slip stuck to my back, too sticky for sleep

Monday 5 October

1. 7:35amEspresso too strong but finished it anyway
2. 1:10pmSilk blouse caught light near the fitting mirror
3. 5:45pmWalked the aperitivo tables but ordered only water
4. 8:20pmOld fellini film started but left halfway through
5. 10:50pmWindow open, satin slip cooler than the room

Sunday 4 October

1. 7:22amEspresso at the bar burned my tongue twice
2. 1:04pmFabric sample still smells like salt, keeps taking me to positano
3. 6:17pmTram emptied at porta romana and the evening felt suddenly mine
4. 8:41pmAperitivo glass left a ring on the table like an unasked question
5. 10:55pmFell asleep during yesterday’s film, woke up to the final credits music

Saturday 3 October

1. 7:30amEspresso at the bar, steam still rising from the cup
2. 1:15pmSilk slipped between fingers at the corner stall, cooler than expected
3. 6:45pmAperitivo in brera, the olives sharper than last week
4. 10:10pmOld film on too long, subtitles drifting while the room cooled

Monday 3 August

1. 7:30amEspresso down in one go while the old record skipped
2. 1:00pmBrought soup to the floor below because it was too much
3. 6:45pmYelled across the street about the goal that should have counted
4. 10:30pmOld song stuck all evening, hums it walking home