Leaving that phone booth, I sigh softly and walk down the street a little lost. I think I remember how to get back to the library, but I'm not so sure about it, and I'm a little worried that I won't be able to get back to Luka's place, or worse... really get lost.
I realize now that I took a very childish attitude indeed, running off like that with barely a couple of pennies in my pocket, seriously, what the hell was I thinking? Anyway, I no longer want to focus on the fact that sometimes I'm too... i***t, I manage to get to the city center with some difficulty.
And even though I can't remember the way back to the library, I decide to lose my shyness and approaching one of the people passing by, I ask for directions. Just like everyone says, asking for directions, one can get to Rome. We
