Home Again

Back home after 4 days on the boat, and feel like I've been away for ages. There is something timeless about being rocked by water. Maybe because it reminds the body of a time when we were rocked in the womb. Either way, it is soothes the body and soul.

So a strange thing - am currently reading The Eight, and all day yesterday I said that I wanted to go to Algiers. Guess where I ended up last night? Meeting a bunch of readers at Cafe Algiers in Harvard Square. How weird is that?