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…
Not to be confused with the Crazy cat-Lady… You know, the Simpsons’ classic character throwing cats at people shouting shenanigans. The Cat-crazy Lady would never do that, she’d keep all those kittens for herself! She likes everything that’s furry, has claws and purrs. Likes? No loooooves, more like. She likes the other furry things but…… Continue reading Cat-crazy Lady…
This morning my mind did what it does the best… Serve me a random memory to think about. Back in the mid 90s, when I lived in Africa, my best friend was a guy from North Carolina. He actually was the reason I learned English. I only spoke French and he only handle English… But…… Continue reading Thank you… ?
Some people envy others for extravagant reasons. Because they have lots of money, because they have fame, because they travel through the world first class… I don’t. Oh, I buy my loterie ticket from time to time, hoping to forget what it is to calculate all the time, but I don’t feel it is unfair…… Continue reading Some people are just lucky…
Tonight is soup night. Lots of carrots and celery soup. Sage tyme and savory… And lentils. Because sometimes, lentils are just the best way to wink at a friend. And they are yummy in the tummy too, you can’t argue discuss that. I am thinking about what to write, and remember that most of my Likes…… Continue reading Lentil soup with a love story siding…
Cross-words that is. Or mots-croisés for those who have a fetish for the letter é (note that fétiche also uses it). I am a lucky girl, all three of me (don’t judge my split personality unless you know us). My two friends in Denmark spoil me with pictures, videos, websites and all kinds of DK…… Continue reading Krydsord…
Like a white blank page. Waiting to be filled… But denied of any word or sound or anything such. Just silence… A Café for thoughts, a place for them to meet and discuss, and argue. – Where have the music gone? – It was distracting Her I think. In the silence, dreams and demons are…… Continue reading Silence…
People are so serious nowadays… I say nowadays, but it seems to have been that way for a while, since St-Exupéry talked about it in The Little Prince. We could have been good friends St-Exupéry and I. I can imagine spending some time by his place, lying near the fireplace, drawing as he would have…… Continue reading My crazy mind…
I still remember you my friend… It was back in my younger years. Way back. We had met online, I couldn’t recall how or why… I remember our first conversations over the phone. You had a deep, warm, soothing voice. You told me you were studying to be a doctor, that you were trying to…… Continue reading Until death do us part…
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