Thursday, October 24, 2013

Selective Memory

"Can we come here every day?"
"I miss Verona."

Of course, Eliot. I understand. It's the downside of expat life. What do you miss? Your grandparents? Friends? The breezy walks along the river? The pizza, the gelato?

"No, I miss that place where we can stand and the wind pushes our clothes up in the air."

For an older post on nostalgia, you can check:

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