The shape of things to come


Long ago, almost lost to the mists of memory, I went on magical journey to a far away land…¬†Ok, so it was only in December, but it feels like it was eons ago, and it really was pretty magical. I climbed onto a bus one night in Lima and found myself the next morning in another world. One where it was raining; and cold. As I stepped sleepily off the bus and… Read More