You wish I were… I think you probably believe I am. All yours, your one and only, yours truly… But you are wrong. Just because you brought me home doesn’t mean I am yours… It was love at first sight for you, I saw it right away. The way your eyes lightened up when you…… Continue reading I am not yours…
It took me a while to find it, but I did just the same! I walked miles and miles, with nothing on my mind but the will to find it. It had to be somewhere, out there, waiting for me to realize it was the One. I’ve seen a lot of them during my…… Continue reading I found it.
What was up with this green light? I knew for sure it wasn’t there the night before. I would have noticed it. Him had come by, not long, but long enough to have a sit together on the porch. I would have seen it clearly. I knew the mysterious light came from Him’s house, since there…… Continue reading My glass house (part 5)
Right turn, left turn Straight ahead for a while Upside down, all around Bare foot for a mile Spot on, off track Gone astray Home, abroad Anyway Inside out Here and there Full… Empty Everywhere. Where?
I am in Kastrup’s airport… Not for long. I had a nice trip over to Casablanca. Just like I remembered, being trapped in that metal flying cigar was soothing. Almost seven hours of carefree looking out the window and wondering… The stars shone, their light dimmed out slowly and the sun rose. We landed in…… Continue reading Go back home!
I have killed the last few hours in Pierre Eliot Trudeau Airport preparing drafts for the days to come. I have a feeling I will not take as much time on my tablet once on the other side of the ocean… And even then, I probably won’t have access to wi-fi all that much. So…… Continue reading I’m leaving on a jet plane…
Yesterday night I decided enough was enough! I got home a little after midnight, dropped my coat, my scarf and my mittens, sat on the couch and decided enough was enough. I had done enough overtime in the last past year, had seen my desk way enough hours, taken enough calls, been yelled and cursed…… Continue reading Enough…
After finishing the initial structure of the house, I started working on decorating it. I had noticed that the more original and the prettier the houses were, the more messages were left on the slate near the door. It also attracted more hikers, that spent more time watching my neighbours’ work in progress, and…… Continue reading My glass house (part 4)
Cyranny's Cove 