Found some old journals I kept while travelling in Malaysia many, many years ago. Makes me feel ancient. Makes me wonder how I could have been so young and so unhappy, when I'm now so old and so content.
September 11, 1998
Menara Kuala Lumpur
When I was the first autumn leaves blowing through the river valley, I was
glad to leave. Now, I sit 282
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Thanks for posting this. It was a nice little bit of reverie amidst my day.
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