“Again?” & “Alone?”

It’s my haven. My sanctuary. My sanity, my solace, my succour.

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Bridge Across Time

Late-November. Evening lapses into grays with vivid orange flashes of dusk. Driving towards a long-standing desire. Where different millennia are juxtaposed in one single geography.

Destination reached, I park and alight. And take the bridge across time. Continue reading →