Only one is a wanderer; two together are always going somewhere.
File under: How to properly correspond with your accountant.
“But there’s something in the New York air that makes sleep useless.” ―Simone de Beauvoir
“I carry the place around the world in my heart, but sometimes I try to shake it off in my dreams”. —F. Scott Fitzgerald
Home sweet bittersweet home (at LaGuardia Airport (LGA))
Always be leaving; STL Edition (wherein the focus is two tiny people, not the airplane)
When you haven’t Instagram’d in so long and even an escalator is a worthwhile subject…
STL (at Barnes-Jewish Hospital)
And this ain’t the easy way down; part 10 (at Barnes-Jewish Hospital)
Turns out… all there is at the end of the rainbow is a goddamn KFC.
Missouri; and one hell of a thunderstorm to follow
Try to remember, that you can’t forget; down with history, up with your head
I will go if you ask me to, I will stay if you dare
Life’s aim, if it has one, is simply to be always looking for temptations. There are not nearly enough. I sometimes pass a whole day without coming across a single one. It is quite dreadful. It makes one so nervous about the future.