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Numb…

  And at times, the numbness just wrapped itself around her. She stopped feeling altogether, and just sat by the side of the pond of her being, watching herself, lying under the mirror-like surface. She wondered if she was looking at the reflection of her breathing self, or watching the drowned side of her soul…… Continue reading Numb…

Blogging · cinema · Me myself and I · Thoughts · Travel

Cyranny’s International Lovelies’ Film Festival…

  I love cinema. Especially foreign cinema. (especially… yes, Danish cinema, how did you know??) Every year, I attend Montreal Film Festival. Two weeks of intense International Cinema immersion. I don’t have anything against American blockbusters, but I know that there are so many gems from all around the planet, that don’t make it to…… Continue reading Cyranny’s International Lovelies’ Film Festival…

Blogging · Daily Prompt · Fiction · One word Prompt · stories · summer · Thoughts

Savor…

via Daily Prompt: Savor   Summer at its best, she thought for herself. She was sitting on her small balcony, legs stretched on the chipped wooden floor. The watering can at her feet reminded her that her newly bloomed pansies needed a little attention, but it could wait a bit. The day was warm, but…… Continue reading Savor…

After Eight Moment · Blogging · Montreal · nature · Thoughts

After Eight Moments…

Since my sweet friend from Mrs Completely and her Viking were tying the knot today, I thought I could post flowers that fit the occasion 🙂 (sorry Draughtrider) If you’d like to leave your best wishes to the newlyweds, click here.   Congratulations Gorgeous! Long life with The Viking!!       If you want to know what…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…

As seen on tv · Blogging · Me myself and I · Montreal · Thoughts

Breaking Bad fans, anyone?

  This RV has been parked on our streets for weeks… With all windows covered and no one around…     Having to walk passed it to go to work (which means pretty much everyday) it is a constant source of wonder… What if? What if….? That’s bad. Tickling my imagination like that.