Reflections

February 16, 2021

I remember sitting in a small tea shop in a mountain village, the air thin and smelling of woodsmoke. An old man...

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February 16, 2021

Seneca once observed that time is a river that carries us along, yet there are certain anchors in our lives that seem...

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February 15, 2021

I often find myself lingering in the vegetable markets of Zagreb, watching the way the late afternoon light hits the crates of...

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