Mon bon ami, J’ai écrit cette lettre une dizaine de fois… Peut-être plus. Je pourrais la ré-écrire chaque jour, qu’elle ne me plairait jamais. Au moins ce soir je l’écris en français, car c’est ma langue et c’est celle qui me permet d’être la plus claire, et la plus posée. Je l’écris en français,…… Continue reading I’m sorry…. Tonight I French
Come pay a visit to the Turtle side of me if you have a minute… Here is a short post about yet another cool Dane and the proof that dreams do come true, if you are ready to give it some time (let’s say 25 years?? 😛 ) https://cyrannyblog.wordpress.com/2016/10/19/fun-facts-about-dk-2/
At work, the lady in charge of the cleaning of the office is deaf. I have a base in sign language, so I understand her pretty well, but sometimes, stories get a bit mixed up. Last night she told me a story that was almost unbelievable and I truly thought our conversation was just beyond…… Continue reading Thank you Life, for Stupid…
A bad twist of the wrist, One of fate’s many failures, In some God’s cruel games and tortures Sweet wonders will never suffice… To heal the heart that knows better.
Previously published on January 31st, this is one of the first posts making a difference in my early wannabe blogger’s life. It was inspired by, and written for a special friend… It might not be my best writing so far… But it is one of my dearest when I look back. And it is just…… Continue reading Have you seen the stars tonight?
That’s it… I am officially blogxicated. Last night I had my first dream about blogging. Oh I had had a dream or two about another blogger, but it had nothing to do with the bloggosphere… No, last night, I was arranging for some of us to meet, in “real” life. That’s already pretty ambitious, knowing…… Continue reading Blogs and dreams…
Yeah… You, ruler of Suziland! I am talking to you!! Did you crash by my office, by any chance?? Look at that printer/scanner/fax’s screen full of leaves! I say you have something to do with it! It wasn’t like that just yesterday! Mouahahahahahahahaha 😉
I went out during my break, and found a tree to try to talk to. Not “this” tree, which still has its roots in Denmark (as mentionned in my last post), but a Montréal tree, because they are a lot more common here. I discovered two facts; Fact #1: Trees don’t talk – They…… Continue reading Secret keeper… update.
I read somewhere that Japanese people had special trees they whispered their secrets to… I wonder if any tree does the trick, or if some of them are tattletales. I need a tree. Now. p.s. this is not a Japanese tree. It is Danish. Surprising, I know!
Old… People who know me closely know I hate that word. Unless it is used to describe wine or cheese. “Old” irritates me. “Old” doesn’t exist in my vocabulary. To the limit, I’ll say older. “Old” people get grumpy and bitter. If you don’t fit those 2 categories, you’re not “old”, you’ve just been young…… Continue reading Old – AKA the dirty word.
