My Life, the Shakespearean Comedy

I've been researching Verona for a personal writing project. Actually, I've been to Verona. It's cute but very touristy. They picked an old house with a balcony, seemingly at random, and dubbed it "Juliet's House" (or rather "la Casa di Giulietta"). I say "seemingly at random" because there's no way Romeo could have climbed that balcony. It's super high up and above the main entrance of the house. Even if he had dared to climb the ivy-covered wall several feet away and leap, someone would have seen him, I tell you.

That doesn't matter to the 10,000 tourists who come to the house and stand on Juliet's balcony (and yes, I was one of them). But I'm just pointing it out.

Moving on. While doing my research, I came upon a website with a quiz: "Is Your Life a Shakespearean Comedy or a Tragedy?"

I took the quiz. Here are my results: "Congrats! Your life is a happy ending just waiting to happen. You will likely get married to a noble Duke alongside four of your closest friends. Now, there’s a chance you’ll have to undergo some trials and tribulations to get to this point—like, say, a shipwreck, or a pirate attack, or some domineering woodland fairies who chuckle at the folly of humans—but all in all, you’ll survive these whimsical capers and be better for it. You’ll end up with the love of your life, as will every other decent human being in your social circle."

Good news for me and every other decent human being in my social circle! Huzzah!