I once sat under an enormous golden door in Córdoba, Spain, and posed for a photo. An old-fashioned paper photo, the kind that you excitedly waited days for the shop to develop. Then you opened the envelope and revisited those moments and it felt like Christmas. The Córdoba photo is still somewhere, I don’t know […]
For a while, a certain feeling had been lingering about. The feeling that you get after finishing a great book or a long TV series, already nostalgic for more and knowing that the world that charmed you has evaporated for good. Wishing you were one of the less troubled, recurring side characters, appearing briefly in […]
The Snow Melts Somewhere 