Saturday, November 24, 2001

In my young mind, Moscow was so far away. Now, can it be, I’ve already lived there?

Sunday, November 18, 2001

There’s another world out there.
Another world to live in.
Another life.
It must be sought. It lies beyond comfort and electric light and canned humor and convenient love and machines and exercise and sofas and pretzels and home and family and smiles.