The notebook that burned, then. People who make a study of old documents have a name for this very kind of thing, a missing piece. lacuna, it's called. More memories bubble up every day. The sea cave in Isla Pixol, cold water on prickly boy-skin. Images, conversations, warnings. The first time seeing Frida in the …
I bought this book a few years ago in a second-hand bookshop. Then in the new apartment, it ended up on the dreaded shelf with all the books over 380 pages. I probably have some book commitment issues, because any book longer than 380 pages terrifies me. I feel like it's going to eat weeks …
I think it's still not too late to do a brief summary of the last quarter of 2019. I am still getting used to saying we're in 2020, so I'll allow myself this tiny decadence of being late to the party. The quarter started beautifully, with my first trip to Greece. I fell in love …
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