Miracle Sun

Thanks for the song, anyone who knows it, I love you, if only for that reason.
But the miracle sun stayed with me, all night. I was never without it. I could find it, it didn't leave me. It was there the whole time, just inside of me. So thanks, Anthony.
Again, the embarrassment that follows a homesick post is almost as bad as the homesickness itself. Because I have to go back and clean it up, mop away the negative emotions. Nothing has resolved, just a clearer mind has been recovered. I do like thinking of myself...objectively here. Maybe that's the self discovery here. But mostly, its my way of comforting myself. If I can pinpoint the motivation of my emotions, the reason behind them (often there isn't one), than I can heal myself. It is a process that does not rely on other people, which is probably healthier on both sides.
So, thankfully I don't have school tomorrow.But I have a more than fair amount of homework. Eh, not too bad though. I'm going with some Italians and an American tomorrow to Downtown Duomo area and some other shops to buy a thick coat. I go on a trip to the mountains on the 16th for 3 days with Intercultura. Ahhh...a few loverly days of English and cold icy rain. It is selfish to want the English, I know, it's not good for me. But I miss speaking coherently. So, thanks for everyones and anyones advise about the biases against me, I honestly say I didn't expect so many...unwelcome forces. But, the support helps. This experience definently opens my eyes to how Americans are viewed.
Ciao! Keenneyn