Jan
2006

Love hurts

When I Googled “New Orleans, Mon Amour” last night for an image of the Codrescu book, I came across this blog post with the same title. It’s from September 2005 and is quite a passionate reflection.

As someone who continues to have dreams every other night about going home or just being home in the city that was (which causes me to spend all my late mornings remembering random people from my childhood) that blogger’s words struck a chord.

It’s sunny outside today here in FL but I woke up melancholy. That’s the power NOLA has over me…

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