The Krakow Diaries

75 days in Krakow. On a literary grant from the German Kulturstiftung der Länder. In the Guesthouse of the 16th century Villa Decius, with 10 other writers from Poland, Germany, Belarussia, Ukraine and Georgia. Beautiful city. Nice Krakovians. Fun nightlife. Beautiful women. And in the guesthouse: Meetings of the minds. Too much vodka. Good friends. One of the great pleasures of my life.

Day #25: Wednesday, Oct. 11: The Mysterious Package Part 2

I couldn’t sleep last night. I was tortured by nightmares of homemade cookies fading from my grasp before I could bite into them. Then I woke up – with a start. I was no longer in bed. In my sleep, I had gotten up, walked out the door and was standing before the stairs leading down to the kitchen.

No, I can’t do that. I have to stay away from that package. I forced myself to go back to bed, and was tortured by nightmares all night long.

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