on this side of the ocean. In so many ways, and in all its forms. Life does not go in circles, and certainly not as planned. There is always space to do the opposite, and the drunken exhilaration it provides has cleansing if destructive effects.
the brand-newness not of the surroundings as such, not of the company as such, not of the activities as such, not of the conversations as such, but of the inside. Exhilarating scariness, and connected curiosity...  ¶ 5:58 PM 5 Comments