Finding fond memories

I’m looking through some old boxes my folks brought me from Portugal, when they drove over a couple years back. Yeah, they moved there and it’s just been an absolute blessing. Anyways, I find this book I haven’t read since 2000… it’s called Wild Swans by Jung Chang. It’s a stunning story, full of history…

caught a memory

we left the flat at 12.30am, having already made our way through a numerous variety of beers, wine and rum. on a mission possible, we strode towards town, looking for the nearest meat market, aka project nightclub. marked on the way in, a black purple line on the inside of my left wrist, i was…