Blogging · Jukebox · Me myself and I · music

Cyranny’s Jukebox…

  I know I already posted about Ingrid’s songs before… But here’s one more. Alzheimer disease is a topic that speaks to me… And this song speaks about it.   https://youtu.be/fnPlcr6zG3k     Les jours et les saisons la couleur de mes yeux les paroles des chansons celles qu’on chantait à deux Le chemin de…… Continue reading Cyranny’s Jukebox…

Blogging · Fiction · Second chance · Thoughts

The cabin in the woods…

Previously posted January 8th of 2017.   When the day rose on the cabin, the sun found her asleep, her face pressed on the kitchen table, pen still in her hand… Months before, she barely remembered the said cabin. She wasn’t much into that kind of things… Nature, some would call it, as she was…… Continue reading The cabin in the woods…

Blogging · Fiction · Second chance · short · stories · Thoughts

Fading memory…

  If someday my memory just dries away, read me your best story every night… Over and over and over again. Every evening, after every sunset, tell me those same words, and bring me with you down the same road. Tell me about the same stars, and the same sighs, and the same dreams… Don’t…… Continue reading Fading memory…

Blogging · cinema · French · Me myself and I · Thoughts

Beautiful Memories…

In French, Se souvenir des belles choses, is a French movie starring the very talented, and absolutely gorgeous Isabelle Carré.     I was initially thinking about writing a post about different movies, preferably not blockbusters, who adressed multiple mental illnesses. To offer entertainement as well as thought provoking stories…. But Se souvenir des belles choses…… Continue reading Beautiful Memories…

Blogging · Thoughts

The cabin in the woods…

  When the day rose on the cabin, the sun found her asleep, her face pressed on the kitchen table, pen still in her hand… Months before, she barely remembered the said cabin. She wasn’t much into that kind of things… Nature, some would call it, as she was a city girl, and always had…… Continue reading The cabin in the woods…

Blogging · November Notes · stories

Tenerife sea…

  The squeeking of the rocking chair seemed to fill the room. Her thoughts were blurry, more and more every day. She didn’t always find her things, didn’t always recognize familiar faces, didn’t know how to pick her words anymore… But her mind still turned crystal clear every time her eyes met that picture. Oh…… Continue reading Tenerife sea…