I’m currently writing this as I run from one place to another- on vacation, not the lam, so this will be very brief. I will have many things to discuss when I get back regarding my current travels, but for now, due to a limited Internet connection before my next mad dash, I will simply say that I saw Charles Dickens’s writing desk this week, it was magical, here is a picture of it, and also I’d like to give you all a quote that has come to my mind again and again this week with everything I’ve seen and done. Details to follow upon my return, I promise. But for now, in the words of Dickens himself, in A Tale of Two Cities:
“A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. A solemn consideration, when I enter a great city by night, that every one of those darkly clustered houses encloses its own secret; that every room in every one of them encloses its own secret; that every beating heart in the hundreds of thousands of breasts there, is, in some of its imaginings, a secret to the heart nearest it!”
More to come soon!