The Feed

Milan didn’t welcome me with ease — it poured rain on my arrival, froze me in summer clothes, and left me dragging suitcases through unfamiliar streets. The first week was chaos: missed buses, no lunch, endless lectures, and a city that felt out of reach. Yet in the bitterness, I found sweetness: sunsets on our balcony, laughter with flatmates, and skies I’ll never forget. Milan was my black coffee — harsh at first, but made better by the company I shared it with.