I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading What I loved… (May 20th FFF)
. She couldn’t have cared less about people’s silly worries. Only the ones of her kind could understand this visceral call to wander alone… The farther the better – she smiled to herself – and as light as possible. It was the most exhilirating drug. Temporarely stepping out of her comfort zone, dropping herself…… Continue reading S like Solivagant…
It wasn’t an easy task, to take care of this house all by herself. She was used to being in charge of the cleaning, and the kitchen was definately her kingdom… But he usually helped her, making sure she never ran out of wood for the old stove, and he spent time every day…… Continue reading Still waiting…
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https://youtu.be/VePaI3jX4Sk I love traveling, that’s not a secret. I enjoy sharing a trip with a friend, or a couple of people, but I prefer to go solo… It might sound selfish, and maybe it is, in a way. Having a friend tagging along the journey makes sure you never feel lonely, and you have…… Continue reading Go solo…
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…
Midnight musings… Barefooted, loose haired, open hearted and well wishing. Free. So vulnerable, yet so brave… wandering under the stars, chasing dreams with a fishnet. Free. Chanting your name to the full moon, being one with the night. All alone just the same… Free. Looking for the key, for the answer, for the journey that…… Continue reading Musings…
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…
via Daily Prompt: Unmoored I have done it. Done it all… I took care of business. Made our house a home nice enough to come back to gladly, filled the fridge and emptied the trash. Fed the dog and watered the plants. Paid the bills and wrote the check for the rent. I returned the…… Continue reading Unmoored…
She sat. Alone. Cold. And sorry. Her words, her opinions, her dreams going unnoticed in the crowd. Sighing by the window, she whispered to the wind… That’s what I loved about him… He saw me.
Cyranny's Cove 