As I wandered through the streets of Carini, Sicily, I tried to take in every detail.
I find myself in a situation that I am not often in.
For the first time in over a week, I felt fully at ease.
Should I say something or let her finish her meal in peace?
It’s late here, I’ve had a few drinks, and I need to go to bed.
It is late, and I need to wake up early to catch a train to Zürich.
I turned my gaze elsewhere as the couple kissed in front of me.
The squeaking soles of my sneakers echoed throughout the silent hall.
My father and I stepped into the excited clamor of the small cafe.
When it comes to deciding how to approach a problem, people typically belong on a spectrum.
