Ending on a high note

“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language  And next year’s words await another voice.”  ― T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets Surprise! I’m still here. Still breathing, kicking, and shape-shifting my way through Berlin and the rest of Europe. Still buying time, and lives, unpacking the past, and anxiously stuffing it away again.  As usual, I’ve waitedContinue reading “Ending on a high note”