(Old readers, welcome! When I was in Europe, I wrote the ‘sobremesa’ newsletter. Now that my circumstances have changed, I decided to change up the writing, too. Read more below.) A few weeks ago, I started driving in brown. The sky was brown, the interstate brown, the desert brown. Brown was the dust sprayed on my windshield as I drove north on the I-15 toward Nevada, as I stared into a brown horizon.
Back in the U.S.
Back in the U.S.
Back in the U.S.
(Old readers, welcome! When I was in Europe, I wrote the ‘sobremesa’ newsletter. Now that my circumstances have changed, I decided to change up the writing, too. Read more below.) A few weeks ago, I started driving in brown. The sky was brown, the interstate brown, the desert brown. Brown was the dust sprayed on my windshield as I drove north on the I-15 toward Nevada, as I stared into a brown horizon.