Hello Lovelies, I have mentionned Madame Suze more times than I can recall in the past, and I am sure you are, at the very least, familiar with her name! Suze has an endearing habit of sabotaging her blog, Obsolete Childhood, and it has been out of order a number of times already. It is,…… Continue reading Calling out to Suze’s readers…
Oh how I miss the feeling of your lips, whispering your mountain secrets so close to my ear that I would have sworn they were a little voice in my head, never leaving me alone… Never in a creepy way, though, just like a warm presence, I could take along, walking in my forests.…… Continue reading Your mountains, my forests…
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I’ve been away, at my best friend’s and my parents’ for 4 days, with limited access to The Internets in the meanwhile. Although it can be much fun to visit, it is always nice to head back home, and the sun made things even more pleasant today… I hope you’ll enjoy the view from…… Continue reading Home sweet home…
This will be short. Because it is a very busy day, in most houses anyway. Food to prepare, guests to expect, games to get ready and schedules to respect! But I wanted to take the time to sit a second with you. Because there is something I need to say before I get sucked…… Continue reading To you…
Watching out of the window, she couldn’t pronounce “Christmas”… Having slept merely a couple of hours, still having the night before’s conversation with Mother across the throat, yet another reality too hard to stomach for a holiday morning… She wanted to raise a white flag. But when she looked outside, her sight blurred. With…… Continue reading Twenty fifth…
It all started yesterday evening… With a nice dinner at my bestfriend’s boyfriend’s house… Nothing fancy, just finger food to nibble on while sipping on Pinot Noir, and playing board games! Good laughs, quality time, that lasted through the night. I spent the night at J’s. Chritmas morning is time for crafting, and giggling over…… Continue reading Christmas fun…
Dear Santa, A simple reminder, as you are about to start your world tour… I hope you got my last letter, writen a while ago and thrown out the rooftop window. The short letter, penned carefully, hoping you’ll look beyond the years I lived, and not look away from this little girl at heart’s Christmas…… Continue reading Dear Santa…
J’ai été impatiente, puérile, jalouse, insistante… J’ai été impossible parfois, futile et exaspérante avec toi… Mais douté, ça jamais. Et te prendre pour acquis, même un instant, je n’oserais.
Ethereal thoughts, tickling my skin. Wrapped in haze, lost in my reveries. Lost forever, and lost by all means in the hypnotic meanders of my vespertine dreams…
