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Looking back… Day 4.

  I am home alone tonight. I spent about an hour watching the flame dance again. I’m a little sad. Today I learnt that WOW Air is possibly running out of business. I can’t believe that the Icelandic air carrier could disappear anytime soon. I traveled on the very first WOW flight from Montréal to Keflavik (on…… Continue reading Looking back… Day 4.

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Shush…

    Too many people forgot the very meaning of listening… The rain is pounding heavily on the living room’s tall window panes. I knew walking back home, that there would be no spending the evening out with Victor tonight… I knew when I rented the house that there was no tv here. It is…… Continue reading Shush…

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Wait and see…

  The beauty of not setting yourself a destination, is that you never get lost. I walked all day, with no other goal than following my footsteps instinctively. No map, no sightings checklist. I don’t want to be just another tourist. It was a bit awkward at first… Stepping out of Concorde Metro Station, as…… Continue reading Wait and see…

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Strangers…

    Waking up in a new city is a great feeling. No matter how late I go to bed, or how bad the jetlag is, when I am in a brand new place, I always wake up really early the first morning. Just to listen to the neighbourhood starting the day. It is by…… Continue reading Strangers…

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Home.

  Home is a strange concept for me. Most people need to return to their house to feel ”home”. Most people have a place where they feel grounded. I never had roots, I don’t feel any attachment to a certain place. I often got sorry looks when I tried to explain my rootlessness. I don’t…… Continue reading Home.

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In between…

  A constant hum, the steady and subtle vibration rocks me in some kind of half-sleepiness… Not quite awake, yet not knocked down by the long hours spent getting ready for this, I float in between waters. I wish counsciousness would go for a walk down the aisle, and give me a much needed break.…… Continue reading In between…