Boston Marathon, Interpreter of Maladies, Displacement

I woke up early Tuesday morning to the screeching of trams rolling along the tracks mixed with the pleasant chirping of birds. After a thirty minute meditation, I eased into the morning routine of making breakfast, packing lunch for my son, getting my own bag ready for my Tuesday morning gym class and kissing myContinue reading “Boston Marathon, Interpreter of Maladies, Displacement”