Never boils! Everyone knows that! Or does it? Of course it will boil eventually, but I wondered if there was any chance that it would take more time to get water to boil if I watched it? Useless, absurd and stupid? Count me in! I thought about putting two pots on the stove at the…… Continue reading A watched pot…
You might have read my latest “Let me be your voice” post. It is an open letter from a dear friend of mine, starting her career as a nurse. Despite the countless hours spent at the hospital, her goodwill and incredible sense of care, she feels she fails her patients. She feels like a…… Continue reading Letter to all them good nurses…
This is not a rant. I don’t like ranting. I am not good at it… I’d much rather leave ranting to professionals, like Bitter Ben (You don’t know Ben? Click! Click! Click! Click!) or Mrs Completely (Mrs Viking more like, a hilarious woman that is a bit under the radars, for reasons that elude me!) The couple of times…… Continue reading Q like Quiet… A to Z Challenge
Words unspoken, feelings never admitted, bad timing, perhaps. Confessions carefully laid kept like a treasure, precious yet a secret that might not get to be told… Love wrapped in a perfect letter never sent, waiting for a chance meeting again, maybe, someday. #NovemberNotes – Letter Never Sent * Young Summer…… Continue reading Letter never sent…
That’s right Mum… Put the clipperz down. Now! I know where you sleeps! – Freja If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
We know, don’t we? I and you, you and me, just how complicated this life can be… It is easy to say no, so very easy to give in, the real challenge is this thin line just in between… Two tight-rope walkers, and from the distance, no one could really tell if we’re dancing…… Continue reading What would I do?
Via today’s Daily Post: Nest As I close my eyes, head throbbing, thoughts running, weighing the pain in others’ lives, comparing, knowing there is nothing worth complaining about… Just press your warm palms on my temples, until I drift away, and let me nestle, where everything is peaceful and silent. For a…… Continue reading My nest…
Some of you might remember my attempt at creating the Let me be your voice project. I just want to give bloggers a chance to speak their mind about subjects they felt a little too sensitive to post on their own blog, but important enough to be shared. This post is a great example of words…… Continue reading Letter to my patients – Let me be your voice project
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Both hands on the wheel, foot to the floor, hair in the wind, an eye on the rearview mirror… I don’t even ask myself anymore. How do I do it? What is it about me, that makes things tumble like a house of cards? Every time. I know it can’t be love. Love doesn’t…… Continue reading Wrecking ball…
Cyranny's Cove 