An Icelandic Sky and A Rushdie Sigh

A sigh isn’t just a sigh. We inhale the world and breathe out meaning. While we can. While we can.

-Salman Rushdie. The Moor’s Last Sigh.

Eyjafjarðarsveit, Iceland

Enter your comment here...

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

Email (required) (Address never made public)

Name (required)

Website

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change )

You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change )

You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change )

You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

The Nice Thing About Strangers