Diary #10

MARTHA’S VINEYARD, 1977 — Summertime on The Vineyard. I was never actually this young, was I? No one was ever actually this young, were they? Playing with Fiona and the dogs. We had no idea how magical these days were. Or how rare. I had no idea they wouldn’t just go on forever. I think we were playing that we had just won the lottery and we were designing our dream house.

THE HAGUE, 2012 — sniffle