How is it possible that a boyfriend ceases to exist from one day to another?

A long flight. Jetlag. Immigration. Customs. And then finally, that first step into a new place, that moment of exhilaration and disorientation, each feeding the other. That moment when anything can happen

Travelling is like a talent, like whistling or dancing. And some people have it.

Sometimes the best way to find out what you’re supposed to do is by doing the thing you’re not supposed to do.

The bow is so old, its horsehair is glue Sent to the factory, just like me and like you So how come they stayed your execution? The audience roars its standing ovation "Dust.

You meet people, you part ways, sometimes you cross paths again. Mostly, you don't.

My stomach lurched, an appetizer before the full portion of heartache I had a feeling was going to be served at some point soon.