Nostalgic Syndrome of Travel

Nostalgic Syndrome of Travel

She is kneeling down on the edge of the pew, bowing her head and clasping her hands tightly as the bells resonate inside the holy temple. Her white veil dangles on the side of her face, concealing her eyes, allowing a ray of sunlight to touch her cheeks. Slowly, she...
Yolanda Aftermath: Sunny Smiles on a Rainy Day

Yolanda Aftermath: Sunny Smiles on a Rainy Day

“In Omnibus Amare et Servire.” It was a gloomy morning and the rain slowly trickled down the car’s windshield. I checked my phone and the signal was dead. I glanced at the left side of the road and there was a torn out sign of “Welcome –...