It’s coming. That birthday. The one that means I actually have to be a grownup. The best possible way to celebrate such a birthday would be to run away with the circus. As a close second, I’m dusting off a writer’s romantic dream: my notebook and I will be catching the night train to Venice. … Continue reading
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The Night Train
It’s coming. That birthday. The one that means I actually have to be a grownup. The best possible way to celebrate such a birthday would be to run away with the circus. As a close second, I’m dusting off a writer’s romantic dream: my notebook and I will be catching the night train to Venice. … Continue reading
Traveling Lines
The sun woke me just before six. We couldn’t figure out how to open the blinds, but somehow a little patch of flickering light appeared, playing over my eyes. I thought about going back to sleep but then I thought how seldom I get to travel on a conveyance with a club car, where I … Continue reading