Sunday, January 14, 2018
my vsj
As I sit here, having my morning coffee, looking at my surroundings, I sigh with a sense of joy, tranquility and an ever-present nostalgia. Old San Juan is my home. I feel such a privilege to live here. Old San Juan is in me to the deepest region in the marrow of my bones. It clings to the corners of my memory, and it has a permanence in my heart. I have never posted a personal blog, but today, sitting here on my recliner, listening to the sounds, the voices, the music of this city, I felt it imperative to somehow share with you what it is like to exist, wander, walk, wake, talk, and love, living here, in Old San Juan, Puerto Rico,
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