7000 miles, with new beginnings in every turn. Eaves are adorned with dripping Christmas lights, and Indian food with a view of near-empty streets. The baby girl across from us wouldn’t stop looking, but there’s something happy about that, in everything that she can’t express. String quartets and over-expressive musicians, and drifting into sleep. The colors of the morning light seemed to match perfectly, and I wonder if it was just so long ago, or if I ever felt this way before. To me, you’re everything that is wonderful.

‘Action is character’. – F Scott Fitzgerald

A happy new year to all of you 🙂