And I’ll keep doing mine… If you don’t mind. While chatting with this good friend of mine today, it came to the subject of policemen (and/or women, of course), and how they now had the weird habit of asking the population to be on the look-out everytime they lost someone. Wether it is a missing…… Continue reading Do your job…
“Seven days. Seven black and white photos of your life. No people. No explanation. Challenge someone new each day.” I was challenged by Madame Suze And for day 2, I challenge The Bag Lady 🙂
Walking in the morning dew, waiting patiently always, a freshly picked daisy pined in my pulled up hair… Your sun rising on my timid dawn, gracing me with your warming light. And piercing the silence, with a sudden burst of laughter. “Summer, my dear… My silly dear, Summer is over!”
Midnight encounter… If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, cick here.
Doesn’t it drive you mad, when you have stuff to say, things to let out, and no time to do it?? I hate it. We should have “hold” buttons, we can push when ever inspiration hits, or when we just have ideas we want to put down, and then let time flow as it…… Continue reading A Sia thing…
“Seven days. Seven black and white photos of your life. No people. No explanation. Challenge someone new each day.” I was challenged by Madame Suze And for day 1, I challenge Colin, from Scottish Legends 🙂
Via Daily Post: Deny Close your eyes, Dolly. Pull the drapes, on the window of your broken soul. Denying them all the chance to peek in. The world can hurt you, if you don’t let it. Don’t let it.
She shivered again, when the message ended with the mysterious stranger’s will. The cell phone still pressed against her ear, she listened to the long breath that preceeded total silence. What now? It wasn’t the first message left anonymously on her voicemail, but she could feel the longing in this one. I want to hear…… Continue reading I want to hear you scream…
Back home (my real home), I barely have time to lay my hand on the doorknob before hearing a tornado making its way towards the apartment’s entry. It is Fiou, of course. The furry ball has been named after the reaction he causes when people see him the first time… He is disorienting, despite…… Continue reading M – Part Thirteen
I already talked about the new (well not so new anymore, but still as entertaining) American comedy show, Controversy at the White House. Some people have tried to make me believe that this is actually news, I am watching on tv, but I am not that naive! I’ve been fooled in the past, and now,…… Continue reading Controversy at the White House…
