I look forward to Rome as to some mystery with good portents.
Life is all memory except for the one present moment that goes by so quick you can hardly catch it going.
I found this graffiti on Vicolo del Bollo above and to the right of a nasone. It reminded me that Gore Vidal called Tennessee Williams the Glorious Bird first from premonition of his greatness and later because GV understood that Tennessee soared high above his contemporaries.
How lucky was I find to find this graffiti in Rome, the city where those two first met and where years later I joined them long after both had packed up and disappeared?