Wednesday, April 27, 2011


79. Someone has picked up the mail for our apartment. A relatively thick envelope is waiting for me, with my name and address neatly handwritten. For a second, I wonder what it is, before running fingers across the surface of the envelope and realizing that the thickness is concentrated in the middle, lengthwise. I open the envelope, not to find out what is inside, but to see what type of Galler I'm receiving. Noisettes. 

80. How to get a US visa: 
Step 1. Make a good friend, preferably someone who is also going to the States. 
Step 2. Do whatever she says.

81. Realizing that it's hard to find a "third" moment of the day, when you sleep for most of it.

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