Tag Archives: Wandering

The Walk

Yesterday, due to a series of decisions I made myself, I ended up taking a very long walk back to my little room in the little house that is nestled among the hills of Oakland. It was a halfway accidental … Continue reading

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Living Winter

I realize that I am far from the first person to say this, but there is something so magical about walking in the falling snow.  No, there is nothing novel about this sentiment, and yet I still feel that it … Continue reading

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Being There

Sleepless musings of a wandering heart…   They were going to a ball, but I did not know it. I had come from a ball, but they did not know it. St. Stephan’s Square was filled with a train of … Continue reading

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Niš: A Place at the Table

I sat on the couch and stared down at my feet.  At least they should have been my feet, but it was hard to tell.  Despite all of my inclinations to the contrary and against what little fashion sense I … Continue reading

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