Waking up early is easy here – even on Mondays.
This morning, I woke up and had breakfast in the apartment. I wrote an article for my journalism class. I went to the studio to paint. I stopped a group of priests and said hi because one of them was wearing a Diocese of Joliet fleece. I bought an apple at the Campo dei Fiori market and ate it on the way home. I took a picture for some tourists on Ponte Sisto. I wore sandals because it’s going to be 65 degrees today.
It’s not even 11 o’clock yet.