I was reminded of an earlier walk around that other graveyard.
In the supermarket today I heard Madonna singing "La Isla Bonita" and it took me back to those days in my twenties when I was isolated and ignorant and living vicariously through the music playing on the radio and the books I was reading. That period of my life is marked in my mind with … Continue reading Time Travel
The karaoke party started at three a.m. Maybe it's my Northern European genes, but my body thinks--nay, truly believes--that it should be resting when it's dark outside. I go to bed too early and wake up too early for a part of the continent where people don't eat dinner until ten o'clock at night. So … Continue reading Sleep Schedules