For the long days

These long days make me miss the days that weren’t so long. . . And were days that looked like this.

“If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I’m neurotic as hell. I’ll be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days.” – Sylvia Plath

Breathing//Surviving//Snacking\\Breathing\\Surviving\\Snacking . . .

Excited for sleep.

The mysterious Black Bhairab

No one knows much about the Black Bhairab. It was found, lying face down in a forest and dates back to the 4th or 5th century.

Bhairab represents the powerful, destructive forces of Shiva and is in Kathmandu’s Durbar Square to stay.

It was lovely being back with Immy the other afternoon.

Thankful two years hasn’t changed the place much.

[Photos: Around Kathmandu’s Durbar Square//Grace Farson]