A SOJORN

“ We sojorned during the day. We hit roads and met mountains. I lunched and she didn't. We stopped willingly and unwillingly to breathe the natural and suffocate the social. We never talked. Dinner was big where the hosts fought sleep and remained awake to share their food at one in the morning. We ate as horses do; or we could eat a horse and we did. The plate was washed or swept with our pieces of bread. Hunger gave sleep an echo and we went home. ‘’