What happened…
What happened to our maybes? How could we run out, with so many? Where did you hide them, give them back to me. Please, now bring back our sweet maybes…
What happened to our maybes? How could we run out, with so many? Where did you hide them, give them back to me. Please, now bring back our sweet maybes…
Maybe we could skip the touristic stuff for a day, and go for something less exotic but still fun… Like a “trou Normand” activity? I’d suggest to go bowling. That’s what I did yesterday… In a little town about an hour away drive from Montréal; Granby. The bowling place was rather oldish, but I like…… Continue reading If you came to Montréal… (11)
Via Today’s Daily Prompt: Black Today’s daily prompt could have evoked a lot of things… But it so vividly brought back this song to my mind, that I just couldn’t write about any other shade of Black. I listened to Pearl Jam a lot in my early twenties, and I remember this back then…… Continue reading Cyranny’s Jukebox…
Frozen remains of Fall… If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Your arms, a fortress… The only place safe enough, for my heart to call “home”.
Well… Not yet.
Can’t you hear the sound of thousands of hearts sobbing loudly? Can’t you feel the pain of so many lives aching from your broken promises? The night is cold, and we struggle to believe the light of dawn will indeed come… But there’s still hope, we still dreams, we’re alive, waiting for you to…… Continue reading What about us?
No matter, years lost and years behind. The past is the past, impossible to take back, impossible to rewind. Time running through our fingers, like the finest sand, being licked away by the raging tides of the ocean. But for as long as life still grants us a new morning to enjoy, as long…… Continue reading The call…
Headache… If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
A friend of mine forwarded this commercial to me. https://youtu.be/vckz6EAn30Y I don’t know what CNN is trying to tell us. But kind of like it! LOL