A brightness, a view, a poem: Porto in Winter 2017

Musings, thoughts, music, notes. Written down over the course of a few days in December 2016 and January 2017, while meandering through Porto, Portugal. Prologue I get home to a freezing cold flat at 9pm. Two hours, some laundry, dinner, a phone call, one unpacked and another packed bag later, I go to bed. Six hours later,… Continue reading A brightness, a view, a poem: Porto in Winter 2017

Having no more dreams, but trash fires, bagels, and questions about dogs and morals: January 2017

Found The BEST dog: Wrote “I’m not sure if it’s a good sign that I recognised this place just from the furniture.” “I know this dog.” Watched (or saw) Two performances I’ll never forget (and both for their very own reasons) A tiny mountain range in ice on a table Rogue One, twice Someone with… Continue reading Having no more dreams, but trash fires, bagels, and questions about dogs and morals: January 2017