Day: February 19, 2008

L’í‰tranger

It’s odd to come home and find my little old life just sitting here waiting, twiddling its thumbs and rolling its eyes at me. I don’t feel like we know each other very well any more. Also disorienting not to have the daily structure of watching for something interesting to write about. I have to remember to keep looking. After all those hours I put into my travel diary I couldn’t bear to see it […]

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