Memoir – DK Theatrical

Andiamo!

It is a summer for foreign travel.

Learning to let go is a lifelong process … for me.

Past the stadium. To the theatre. The Temple.

The days are getting longer.

I’d love some giardiniera right about now.

the gall.

I bought my first ever cross-country train ticket.

Unless you count the time I fell asleep on the Red Line twice – I don’t know that I’ve ever ridden a train for more than thirty miles.

Where were you when your frontal lobe came online?

Is it too early to start my memoirs?