Love Letter

My dearest Ljubljana, It has been just over three years since I last sat with you and I still think of you often. I remember when we first met. I had just come off an hour train ride that stopped for too long between countries, so the passport inspectors could try to intimidate us with … More Love Letter

Writing Out Loud

I’ve so many saddles to get back in: writing, exercising, home organizing, self-care, computer clean-up, but rather than choosing one place to start I imagine the whole lot as a giant pile-up on the highway with no shoulder, no movement and I have to pee. But not yet badly enough. Travel is a great illuminator … More Writing Out Loud