eight years ago anthony bourdain who experienced so much of this world chose to leave it and i can’t help but think of sylvia plath’s quote “wherever i sat, on the deck of a ship or at a street café in paris or bangkok, i would be sitting under the same glass bell jar”
Your heart is not a state secret. You are meant to declare allegiances. You are meant to have favourites. Write the letter. Miss the train. Stay up until dawn talking. You should be caught red-handed loving something, someone.
Una cosa que le envidio a ellas es que siempre estaban las 4 para todo aunque tuvieran trabajos, horarios y responsabilidades distintas. Aunque tuvieran familias. SIEMPRE tenían tiempo para pelotudear juntas tomándose un cosmopolitan.