This afternoon, one of the guys of the department next to ours came knocking at our door to offer my colleagues and I some cookies. I’m no Cookie Monster… You remember this friendly gang, don’t you? (Cookie Monster is the big blue fuzzy thing on the right. For some reason, I prefered Oscar, the…… Continue reading Nostalgia…
I don’t mention it anymore… Not meaning it is gone. Regularly, I scroll through the pictures taken back then, as if my memories weren’t crystal clear still. I let my mind wander, through the cities, and through the forests… I stare out train windows, counting the windmills in the endless rape fields. It is…… Continue reading That missing feeling…
J’ai des lèvres de bonbons, sur mesure pour tes rêves secrets à moins que tu ne passes sur l’option de toi et moi…. Si tu te refuses l’idée de Nous, c’est ta perte…
Some people have no filter. I mean, really, no filter. I hate being alone with a person like that, because I am too polite to say I have reached my limit conversation-wise. You probably guessed I had one of those “please-let-me-just-go-hiding-in-my-happy-place” moments lately. Because you Lovelies are smart people, and you read me like a…… Continue reading TMI…
A while ago, I created this award to reward special people who make significant comments and bring more depth to otherwise simple or silly posts. It was inspired by its first recipient and wonderful blogger Madame Suze. And although I’ve been a bit (ok, totally) overwhelmed with comment replying lately, and active following of my…… Continue reading YCMMBABP Award, the new winner is….
Je peindrai les parois des plus majestueuses montagnes aux couleurs du soleil, je teindrai les rivières et les lacs de tous les tons de pastels… Et si ça ne suffit pas à faire pleuvoir des étoiles dans tes yeux, je m’éclipserai de ta vie. A pas de loup, comme une souris…
As I lay my hand on your heart, I vow never to smart it… At least as long as you keep it close enough for me to keep my oath.
I’m not pretty sure about much in life. 39 years, and my life is still, trying to get up that great big hill of hope, as a destination… (yeah, that’s not from me… Do you remember the tune?) Song references aside, if life has taught me anything, it is that trust and certainty are two very…… Continue reading I’m pretty sure…
After a lifetime just trying to fit in, she realized how well she had succeeded. Well done, gal! she thought… Too bad, you didn’t aim for “great”!
Who is to say, that counting the minutes the hours, the days is something that is needed? The time spent together measured in all non conventional ways, the moments and fractions, the movement of the solar system around the center of the galaxy, the sound of your breathing, the beat of my heart….…… Continue reading Needing clocks and calendars…
Cyranny's Cove 