don’t let this go

Will it fall from me—the ability to live with so little? The ability to walk slowly, to taste fully, to listen with both ears? The ability to see beauty in a crumbling wall? In broken glass? We want so much in that nation of ours; we need so much, and because we’ll never get all we need, we don’t stop wanting.

I have to share my friend Kate’s post about leaving Buenos Aires because it is such a beautiful ode to travel, and also to living a life in which you are present. Kate, you are a couple years younger than me, but sometimes I feel like you are 100.

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