It’s one day before the year 2021 ends. I am sitting at my writing desk, looking out the window. My window overlooks a square, shared by my apartment building and her sister building across the way. There is a pool in the square and a lemon tree. No one ever uses the pool, even when on warm days.
#32: How to tell a good story
It’s one day before the year 2021 ends. I am sitting at my writing desk, looking out the window. My window overlooks a square, shared by my apartment building and her sister building across the way. There is a pool in the square and a lemon tree. No one ever uses the pool, even when on warm days.