"He did not think of himself as a tourist; he was a traveller. The difference is partly one of time, he would explain. Whereas the tourist generally hurries back home at the end of a few weeks or months, the traveller, belonging no more to one place than to the next, moves slowly, during periods of years, from one part of the earth to another. Indeed, he would have found it difficult to tell, among the many places he had lived, precisely where it was he had felt most at home". PAUL BOWLES
Yesterday was cloudy. I stayed home the whole day: playing with my new iPod, reading news on the internet, cooking. Then I got two important emails.
The first one came from
The second email came from
It feels good to see that things are moving.