Travels

Heading south, and just time to note this, from  Travels with Herodotus by Ryszard Kapuscinski, fresh in my bag. Opening the book, this wonderful quote from Seneca:

I am like one of those old books that ends up mouldering for lack of having been read. There’s nothing to do but spin out the thread of memory and, from time to time, wipe away the dust buiding up there.

two thousand years just melt away. Feeling lighter already.

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