Secondary Forest by Giulia Cenci
New York, NY, USA
Another cold, albeit much milder than two weeks ago, has largely thwarted my plans for this week. There’s nothing you can do about it, even if it feels extremely unfair when it happens again during this precious time for me in New York.
One morning you smell autumn. It is not yet cold; it is not yet windy;
Kurt Tucholsky
nothing actually has changed at all - and yet everything has.
One morning you smell autumn. It is not yet cold; it is not yet windy;
nothing actually has changed at all – and yet everything has.Kurt Tucholsky