The Mediterraneans

Only love interests me, and I am only in contact with things I love.
- Marc Chagall

Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things that escape those who dream only at night.
- Edgar Allan Poe

To love beauty is to see light.
- Victor Hugo

In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
- Albert Camus




I am currently so cold, I feel like crying.
Here are some thoughts (or images) to keep me (and you) warm (and happy.)

I find these photos to be a perfect alternative to the usual remedy of grabbing a sweater or blanket to chase away those winter chills.
If you stare at this post long enough, you will scarily find yourself on Expedia.com, doing a zombie-like search for plane tickets to either Australia, Tahiti, Brazil or South Africa.
If you tend to have tropical withdrawals like myself, do your wallet a favor and navigate away from this page. Immediately.
OK good; now, about that sweater.


PS. If you are still here- don't say I didn't warn you.
PPS. OH goddamn it; see you in Tahiti.



I mildly understand the comfort that is home. What I mean by that is, I've never quite pinpointed where that coveted location stands for me. A little town in Florida comes closest to the word's dictionary definition. There, the Traveler's Palms are an exuberant green, and every other thing that touches the ground is sunshine. I like to soak my feet in that big tub of Atlantic water, let the breeze weave its oceanic magic into my hair, and relieve the symptoms of a sometimes suffocating city life.

It's what I leave with each time that feels the most like home: the smell of a sunset I can't find anywhere else in the world, that gentle feeling in my palm, like a friend just squeezed my hand.

It is my most familiar feeling: as I drive off, or fly away, I am certain that I will return.