The rain flickered against the window pane. She lay naked in bed. How long had she been there? She had no idea. She rarely peeked at the clock, except on Thursdays, when her weekly groceries were to be delivered, and on Saturday mornings, of course. She didn’t need to count or keep track of…… Continue reading The hermit – part 4
Goodbye. She wasn’t too sure about the “good” side of it, but just “bye” didn’t seem right. Looking at her phone’s screen, one last time, just in case, she grinned. What did she expect, really? A last minute savior’s message, asking her to meet at the cute coffee shop down the street? She knew well…… Continue reading Done.
A broken heart is like a cracked windshield. Fix it, and you forget it almost instantly. Don’t, and it will stay there, in your face!
As the days went by, she realized that if she was not to leave her apartment anymore, she needed to uncluther the place to have as much space as she could. She couldn’t push the walls, so getting rid of stuff was the only way to breathe easier. Sorting shoes, she wondered why…… Continue reading The hermit – part 3
If you live in North America, you know that life here, has become a race. Men, women and even the youngest children live in a perpetual rush. You wake up, rush to get ready, rush to get the kids to the kindergarden, or school, rush to get to work, rush to get the job…… Continue reading Out of Africa… (5)
Her black nails contrasted with the bright white bathroom sink porcelain. She rubbed the soap frantically on her palms, and the scented foam dripped from her shaking fingers. Her hands were long clean, but she couldn’t just turn off the water and go on with the rest of her day. This was ridiculous. She…… Continue reading The hermit – part 2
If you haven’t started blogging five minutes ago, you must know Danny, from Dream Big Dream Often. Danny is some kind of Godfather of the bloggosphere, in an inspiring way! And each day he asks a question to his readers. Ok, sometimes you might be tempted to wonder if he had a strong fever during…… Continue reading Being considerate?
Les grandes douleurs sont muettes. – Sénèque The Spanish philosopher was right, she thought. The greatest pains were always silent… Her lips trembled as she took the cigarette to her mouth. The quiet apartment contrasted with the loud hammering going on, on the balcony of her downstair neighbour. She softly blew the smoke out,…… Continue reading The hermit…
Today, The Internets will get flooded with mentions about Independence Day. It is not a bad thing, and I think that our American friends can use the worldwide virtual hug! But July 4th has a totally different meaning to me and my family. Twenty four years ago, we were moving back to Canada, after…… Continue reading My 4th of July…
I have subscribed to the Merriam-Webster newsletter a long while back. Because I just love words. Weird words, unusual words, forgotten words. And just so you know, no, I will never take a short cut and feed you Merriam-Webster’s word of the day for our own challenge! Sometimes, I get the feeling that someone in…… Continue reading Can I sue The Internets for mocking me?
Cyranny's Cove 