melle-belle's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- - Maybe it has something to do with latitude and longitude, or with my frame of reference, but there is a magic in the light of the American Southwest that does not exist elsewhere. For all my desire to move "back East," I always thought it would be temporary. For all my inclinations, during really shitty periods, to just move back "home" to California, I never did. For all my gentle prodding that the boy should find a job in Europe and I'll tag along, I'll sit in some Dutch or Swiss cafe and dream about desert sun. It keeps calling me back. I am as white as snow, but the desert keeps calling me back. 11:03 a.m. - 2011-05-12 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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