Tears for the sky
It was an ordinary evening, just like any other.Well, no, actually it wasn’t.None of my evenings are ‘ordinary’ anymore. How can they be when I live in ‘La Antigua,’ Guatemala and every time I step outside I see volcanoes!? My evenings are far from ordinary and yet after a few weeks they have a similarity to them, a pattern and yes in a way they are becoming more normal and a little ordinary. I have been feeling a little frustrated …