Monthly Archives November 2007

In less than six months, I will be back in West Africa, and it’s all I really think about these days. I feel another world away from Sapone right now. It’s practically a blizzard outside, my socks are soaking wet, and I’m listening to the piano soundtrack to Amelie. I just checked my email, and [...]

Magdalena

Magda wants me to write more, and it’s her birthday. What, then, could possibly make her more happy than me writing in my blog, on her birthday, about her? Possibly nothing.
Magda never judges me. On a warm night in March, we sat in Kalendar on College street, eating cake. Heartbroken and self-hating, I admitted [...]