Morning. The beach where a bumblebee bit me.
Tinos | Andros
Day 8: September 4
Andros, sea, city, restaurant
Tinos | Andros
Itinerary
I reread everything I’ve written. So many unnecessary words. I delete it all and instead write:
Morning. Wind. Beach. Hornet. Pain. Coffee. Lemon cake.
And then before bed:
Evening. The sea again. Smooth warm stones. Waves. City. Sweets. Restaurant. Comfort. Anise. Light intoxication. Joy.
I doubt again that I’ll publish this on the site. Who would be interested in this scribbling of mine?
And what do I want to convey to the world? What do I want to talk about?
Evening. Another bay.
The town of Andros in the distance
Andros Town
In the restaurant