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A Single Moment

I live for the moments in time where there is nothing in particular to worry about.  Since I was eight I have been a chronic worrier and I regularly used to be told off at school for pulling the face of anxiety. 

So when I suddenly realise that I'm not worrying about anything it is a bit of a sun-breaking-through-the-clouds event.  I last had that moment on our mini honeymoon to Florence in October.  We'd just conquered the Duomo and were sitting on a bench opposite it looking back up at where we'd been.  The man had to take his shoes off because his feet were so hot from the 460 stairs we'd just climbed and a local walked past chuckling away in Italian.  He just kept pointing at the shoes and us and the sky and generally having a very good laugh at us stupid tourists.

Sitting there, leaning on the man I had nothing at all to worry about.

I'm pretty sure the moment evaporated 5 minutes later as we tried to buy ice cream from a lady who saw us coming but for a few minutes the worry was all gone and forgotten about.


- Photo by Brian Duffy for Italian Vogue, Florence 1964
  

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