2014 in Amsterdam
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Another year in a city I once thought I had to visit before I understood I could simply live here. #
Amsterdam in 2014 was not an adventure every day. Thank God. It was work and errands and weather and Friday nights and Sunday mornings. It was Pride and museums and ADE and stars and Philae on a screen and light on canals, but mostly it was where I woke up. That distinction matters more to me than spectacle. I don’t need Amsterdam to entertain me constantly. I need it to hold my life. It does.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Reflections & Dialogue
0 Thoughts
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.