Last October, a journalist in Malta was killed by car bomb. Last December, I went to Malta and took too many selfies. Oh, and did you hear about this election?
I distinctly remember connecting to this line in The Great Gatsby, but it's really just an excuse for the basic af fall photos. Don't worry, no pumpkin spice lattes.
Some love letters as novelty wears off and culture shock sets in. (Inspired by that very good Netflix movie that you should definitely watch.)
Catch me out here learning Basque, because I want to stay in Basque Country forever.
We have only a little time to please the living, but all eternity to love the dead.
I wonder why a little.
Not with a bang but with a whimper, so to speak. And a strange twist.