Surfing the waves
BODY AND SOUL (Excerpt from a surfer’s diary) “Due to the waves rumbling far away, I didn’t sleep a wink. The swell had arrived and I was too excited, looking forward to dawn when the wind would be still and the tide low. Early in
BODY AND SOUL (Excerpt from a surfer’s diary) “Due to the waves rumbling far away, I didn’t sleep a wink. The swell had arrived and I was too excited, looking forward to dawn when the wind would be still and the tide low. Early in
Such is life. A phrase overheard as I was reflecting on my 2 week trip throughout Europe over breakfast in the Berlin airport. It was my last full day before flying home, and these words nicely resemble how traveling across the world creates a novel
As the Metro-North train heads north, we leave the New York City skyline behind, and now I can see the Hudson River flowing in the opposite direction. All travels feel like a space in between, between here and there, between NYC and the DIA Foundation.
