where I’ve been
This definitely belongs to the “I Choose And Personalise My Self-Representations Therefore I Am” category. Can anyone translate that to Latin for me so it sounds more philosophical, please?
Yesterday Scott suggested I’d have done well as one of those colonial ladies a hundred or a hundred and fifty years ago who travelled the world in white hats and long skirts, drank gin and tonics in Arabia, India and Kuala Lumpur (I’ve done the latter) and wrote elegant books about their adventures. I’m surprised the idea never occurred to me, actually, because wow, that sounds like a wonderful life.
I want to go to California. And Cuba. And Moscow. And back to Uluru and Tokyo and Rome.