Perfect Weather to Fly


kreschyatik nightIt’s been a year since I was in this city the last time.  20-some years since I was in this city for the first time.  Every visit, I come as a different person.  Something about this town makes me take stock of where I am.  Here?  Kyiv of all places.  Why not, I suppose.

This time I’m nothing but thankful.  Especially so.   The only reason I write it here is because I don’t write anywhere else these days.  To those of you reading or looking over – thanks.

See you next year.

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