City Seaweed
-The doors opens and we’re introduced to our new home, six thousand mile away from home. There’s a thick smell in the air, the kind you find when you go into a perpetually moist restroom on a cold morning, or any time of day for that matter. It permeates throughout the house, getting more faint, the closer you make your way to the windows. I wonder if this is the smell of this country also curious as to whether I’ll ever get used to it. We open up the windows and sleep with the cool breeze blowing the apartment dry. […]