picture this: me in the south of france on a balcony, in a slip dress, long beautiful hair blowing in the soft breeze, sipping a glass of fine wine. i’m accomplished and have documented my life in journals. the love of my life inspires me and we vacation here occasionally.
“Perhaps travel cannot prevent bigotry, but by demonstrating that all peoples cry, laugh, eat, worry, and die, it can introduce the idea that if we try and understand each other, we may even become friends.”
