Blogging · Me myself and I · question · Thoughts

Don’t run with scissors!

  https://youtu.be/9Q25u2QZ-X0   We’ve all been told that as a kid, right? I am asking, because I am curious. Is this a North American (or even just Canadian) thing, or do moms all around the world very seriously warn their young children against the terrible consequences of running with scissors. I don’t have kids but…… Continue reading Don’t run with scissors!

Blogging · One word Prompt · Second chance · short · stories · Thoughts

Prudent… (April 3rd FFF)

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 the year before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided to participate… So…… Continue reading Prudent… (April 3rd FFF)

Blogging · Me myself and I · Montreal · Thoughts

Home sweet home.

Home. It never felt more safe. Never, ever. Not even the shadow of a doubt… Since we came back to Canada, I focused on preparing Chéri and I for some kind of self-quarantine. I think most people in Québec understand the importance of temporarely isolating ourselves from strangers. Lucky for us. And it explains why…… Continue reading Home sweet home.

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You can thank me later…

  When did life become so dangerous? I mean, when I was a child, we’d go on a ride in my father’s car and no one would have a seatbelt on, there were no airbags, and the bumpers were made out of steel… Doctors smoked in their office, and children had the right to bring…… Continue reading You can thank me later…

Blogging · Me myself and I · Thoughts

Coffee is dangerous…

  I don’t drink coffee. I love the smell of it, but it just won’t make it past my lips. I never could drink it, and I doubt that will ever change. I learnt to make coffee as a child. There was always a pot brewing in the house, because both my parents drank it…… Continue reading Coffee is dangerous…

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Prudent…

via Daily Prompt: Prudent You came into my life wrapped in an endless list of warnings, and my mother had told me to be careful around people like you… But your wit knocked me down at the first round, and all my cautiousness was washed away before I even knew it. A lifetime of being…… Continue reading Prudent…

Blogging · Fiction · short · stories

Give me…

  I am raw… True and rough under the fingers. I crawl in the dark, peeking in the cracks of your broken heart, lurking at all the good there is, for the taking, knowing I would hurt you with my untamed claws… I want to reach out, give in, throw myself your way and be…… Continue reading Give me…