Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.
All that he had now was an idea that one day something would happen. And he would be taken by a set of events to the place he should go. What he had to do was to hold himself in readiness, to recognize the moment.
-V.S. Naipaul. Half a Life.
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Reblogged this on The Nice Thing About Strangers.