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 My glass house (Late February 4th FFF)
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One morning, I woke up and felt a weird urge to build something. I had no specific construction skills but it didn’t matter. My hands were just itching and there was nothing to be done about it. I found a spot in the woods, planted a sign in the…
The days following the apparition of the green light, Him and I spent more and more time together… I made sure not to go knocking at his door unless the light was on, inviting me to do so. I couldn’t say for sure, because I never caught Him in action, but I was pretty sure…… Continue reading My glass house (part 6)
What was up with this green light? I knew for sure it wasn’t there the night before. I would have noticed it. Him had come by, not long, but long enough to have a sit together on the porch. I would have seen it clearly. I knew the mysterious light came from Him’s house, since there…… Continue reading My glass house (part 5)
After finishing the initial structure of the house, I started working on decorating it. I had noticed that the more original and the prettier the houses were, the more messages were left on the slate near the door. It also attracted more hikers, that spent more time watching my neighbours’ work in progress, and…… Continue reading My glass house (part 4)
My work was going on as planned, meaning I was doing what needed to be done at a natural pace. I hadn’t expected to have a roof over my head so fast. Not so long ago I didn’t even know I wanted a house of my own. Some friends occasionally came by to catch up…… Continue reading My glass house (part 3)
The woods around my home were dense and the many trails narrow, I had to take my time to discover bit by bit my new “neighbourhood”. I hadn’t noticed, when I was looking for the perfect place to settle down, just how many other houses stood everywhere. Had I been blinded by my itch to…… Continue reading My glass house (part 2)
One morning, I woke up and felt a weird urge to build something. I had no specific construction skills but it didn’t matter. My hands were just itching and there was nothing to be done about it. I found a spot in the woods, planted a sign in the ground with my name on…… Continue reading My glass house (part 1)
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