Sudrabfox Notes
Confessions of a Travel Freak
It’s a queer sensation
this secret belief that one stands on the brink of the world’s greatest catastrophe. For it means the fall of Western Europe, as it fell in the fourth century. It recurs to me every November, and culminates every December. I have to get over it as I can, and hide, for fear of being sent to an asylum.”
― Henry Brooks Adams