Piniata?
Someone left this on the counter at my work (a dollar store). I guess Dad needed a separate list. And a pinata.
Non C’era
My last night in Peru after serving 2 years in the Peace Corps, I found this post-it on the door to my private hostel room. It was a poem in Italian about giving in to the fates. I got the gist of it with my rudimentary-level Italian. The message rung true on this, the closing … Continued