For a few days, my full focus will be to breathe this pure Alpine air. And to watch the swans float about the Lake Geneva. And to share tea and gossip and frustration at the world with a dear friend. And to visit CERN and the UN and tell you all about it.
“and just like you, we breathe the same air of this orphan world”
(Pagliacci by Leoncavallo)
(Geneva, Switzerland; November 2014)