soup for the sick
berkeley, ca | 5:06pm PST
i have it. i never thought i would, but it happened to me. do you ever think you’re invincible, like what happens to others won’t happen to you. that’s what i thought. but then i found out i wasn’t invincible. the H1N1 virus definitely has had its way with me. i’m praying it won’t last long and the 103 temperatures will pass…
menu du jour
montréal, qc | 8:12pm EST
on today’s menu…
spanish, french, portuguese, english, german….
friends and french fries, laughing and crying.
remembering, planning, hoping, dreaming.
boston, ma | 2:43pm EST
“You want it here and now, a remedy for everything gone wrong. A magic wand, perhaps, alighted on your shoulders. An angel whispering sweet nothings while you sleep so you wake benighted with certainty that you are whole once again. You realize your patience is diminishing, and yet what’s required is the reverse. This will not be some biblical miracle before your eyes, a transformation of movie star proportions. No, healing is a slow nurse, pausing bedside with drips of water, a hot cloth, a murmur of a touch. By inches, a change sneaks into you, even if it doesn’t look like much.”