Once I was 6 years old… I was the bubbliest little girl. I had long dark brown hair almost down to my knees, and wide hazel eyes open to the world. I started going to school, loved every minute with my teachers, devoured knowledge, was curious about anything and everything. I followed my parents, moving…… Continue reading Once I was 6 years old…
That song always finds its way home, to the back of my head that would be. It plays in loops, giving me an urge to tap on my living room table, wondering what if…? What when…? I’ve been told spring and winter are the best times to visit, weather wise… I would have loved to…… Continue reading Cups song…
When I woke up this morning, I had the sweet aftertaste of a dream, still lingering in the back of my mind. It doesn’t happen often these days, because of the fatigue and the stress, and it was very welcome… I closed my eyes back, and tried to collect the bits and pieces left of…… Continue reading I had a dream…
Cyranny's Cove 