Traveling through Europe with my father at thirteen or fourteen: our itinerary took us to Hungary, among other places, and on a day-long bus tour in the hills of Buda. We watched some sort of “authentic” folkloric performance – for the benefit of those of us on the bus – in some tiny village. I […]
I’m in pain, with little hope of relief. Ever. And it seems to be producing some intense emotions in me.
She’s gone, and I’m sad. I lost her a month or so ago, and I’ve been holding off on writing this in part, I suppose, because I was hoping I’d get her back. But it seems I won’t. At least not immediately. For the better part of two years, Sofia filled my inbox with photos, […]