by all rights, Rome has been desperately beautiful these past few weeks. warm sunny days. endless parades of friends from far flung locales. adventures to the sea and to the mountains. and yet, even amidst such fun, there's been a heaviness. a longing. a wondering that won't dissipate. maybe it's just the changing of the seasons -- a chance to take stock of what to keep and what to let go with the winds. or maybe it's something bigger. either way, gorgeous sunsets and twin gelati do wonders on an aching spirit.