Tag: wishing tree

  • The Wishing Tree

    Airports have been a strange but soothing constant in my life. From a young age, dragged by my mother’s insatiable thirst for seeing new places I remember airports. I remember smells, I remember feelings, I bathrooms, I remember meals, I remember lounges, I remember much happiness, I remember much sorrow. I find a strange comfort…

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