Heavenly Tuscany. It's impossible to describe it in any other way. This place makes London look like crap. Actually, Manhattan makes London look like crap. But that's beside the point. I am at Hotel Colombo, right on the beach. Last night I walked along the Boardwalk with hundreds of Italians and listened to live music. People were dancing in the streets. I just stopped to admire everything. I will be here for 3 weeks and then I leave for Florence. While here I...

I'm in flight. Well, nearly. I probably shouldn't be on the phone, but I needed to write this. I needed to say that everything I thought I'd feel is true- that the words I wrote down weeks ago while I was envisioning my take off were the right ones to use. So here they are: I've never taken pills to keep me from feeling. Then today happened. She happened. I woke up beside her the way I have for 2 years. 2 years. It feels much longer. I'm going to what I'd consi...