My first time back to Pride after the summer siesta
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- Creado en Jueves, 27 Septiembre 2012 22:26
- Escrito por Gabriella R
The moon slide out from behind the clouds as a gentle wind swirled small piles of leaves across the Grand Via boardwalk. Having just stepped out from a much needed massage, not a stone's throw from the forum, I gently rubbed my neck, stretched my arms to the sky and smiled. It would be the first time I would be back to Pride after the summer siesta, and I felt extraordinarily content to reconnect and learn. Storytelling...well, good storytelling, is a rare gift, and everyone has an experience to share. As long as they share it with heart and purpose, a common occurrence at Pride, I walk away feeling fulfilled, brimming with pensive thoughts and overflowing questions. Yes, I was giddy to return.