As I caught my reflection in the glass window I remembered the moment I boarded my plane in America a year and a half ago. It was the same kind of experience yet again...I had changed a bit. I remember looking at that girl in the pane gla
Your mind cannot readily register goodbyes. You don't have the capacity to comprehend the future reality without some people in your day to day life. I have often used the analogy that life is just a dance. And I sense my being
There is a constant buzz that bounces off these buildings and wraps around these twisting cobblestoned streets. A hum that is full of so many languages and reflections about what this city evokes in a person. Yet, it was Franz Kafka that
