Cardiogeography
April 19, 2010
Where I was, one year ago. We were watching biplanes cross skies and disappear behind mountains. We were speaking in three languages. We were walking the paths of philosophers, shoulders burning.
As the world grows smaller, it seems I go farther... and return later, older, sadder. Sometimes I wonder why we keep moving around so much. Doesn't it hurt to miss so many places?