Sometimes I'm lucky enough to go cool places.
On est parti en vacances entre le 29 juin et le 11 juillet, et on s'est eclaté! J'ai arrêté complètement de travailler (incluant tout mes petits projets d'écriture personnels) et décrété que mon
I was on vacation from the 29th of June until the 11th of July — and it was so nice! I was really fortunate to get a bit of travelling done last fall, but
In which I describe my first two nights wandering throughout Paris, mostly in the XVIe and the Marais so far. Includes shoddy cell phone photos! :D
On a trip to visit family in the USA, we went to visit Storm King Art Centre, which I'd been wanting to see for ages
We hop into the car late on Friday evening. A dog, five humans, lots of bags. Another human and two dogs will be joining us the next day up north. We drive through a night punctuated by blurred yellow lights as we get further north, the radio set to the rock station I listened to in high school.
this is freedom. This is the force of faith. Nobody gets what they want. Never again are you the same. The longing is to be pure. What you get is to be changed.
I wanted real adventures to happen to myself. But real adventures, I reflected, do not happen to people who remain at home: they must be sought abroad. James Joyce Dubliners Dublin My sister