I want to begin with saying that we didn’t really make the most of Adelaide. This is because we were both ill with what felt like at the time the worst cold viruses ever known to man together with a persistent cough. 1,041 more words
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This hedonist has found her spiritual habitat.
Florence, home to greats including Michelangelo, Galileo, Dante, Botticelli, and one day, me. I spent three nights and two days floating around this awesome city from one masterpiece, through cobbled streets, to another, stopping along the way to feast on its culinary and liquid delights. 516 more words
Since 3 died, I’ve maintained that the manner of his death really isn’t that important to me. Yes, there are certain grief quirks that are unique to suicide – lack of “someone else” to blame, the thankfully outdated history of theological implications, etc. 617 more words