very interesting.

  The past two days I’ve been miserably confined to the bed or the couch, struck down by either a stomach bug or mild food poisoning (You’ve got a weak stomach, my mother says on the phone from San Francisco, distracted and not really giving a fuck,¬†we both do. Are you pregnant? OK, we’re going […]

like it was something more.

I woke up at four in the morning to a dream about tornadoes, a dream about buses to Warsaw, a dream about love and a dream about heartbreak, a dream about leaving my camera on the side of my road, retracing my steps to get it and picking up pieces of my life scattered on […]