The Joy of Forgetting
This morning I took my notebook out for a date at the park. We had a delightful time. I ran a pen dry. While taking notes on what I’ve seen … Continue reading
September 3, 2012 · 23 Comments
Unsuspecting
In a row of souvenir shops by the Hagia Sofia, a tiny girl with blonde curls wanders ahead of her mother, who has been enjoying the distractingly flirtatious salesmen. Both … Continue reading
November 9, 2011 · 5 Comments
The Nice Thing About Strangers 