Varanasi

My brother is going to Varanasi. It brings back a flood of memories of a city of magic, madness, beauty and filth, it's the city on the edge of the world, or perhaps right in the middle of them, a bridge between the worlds. I'm really excited for him, but also really wanting to be there to experience it again and make sure my brother is all right. It feels a bit like an opportunity lost, but i'm clear to that to be there would feel like an opportunity lost here. Win win lose lose, life is sometimes like that.

The intensity of memory, it so makes me want to be back there.