Once upon a time, I was an ambulance dispatcher. Not the kind of job people think of when they get tired of their old one, or kicked out the door because the economy has forced the company to do cut backs. I lived in Québec City back then, and I was a teleconferencing agent at…… Continue reading The ambulance catcher…
I can be such a daredevil. I can be wild and mindless and do the craziest things… Sunday morning, sitting on the couch, preparing posts that probably won’t make it to the “Publish” key, I tune in the Adult Pop channel but I leave the Stingray application off. Dang am I daring! To those of…… Continue reading Living dangerously…
Once I was 6 years old… I was the bubbliest little girl. I had long dark brown hair almost down to my knees, and wide hazel eyes open to the world. I started going to school, loved every minute with my teachers, devoured knowledge, was curious about anything and everything. I followed my parents, moving…… Continue reading Once I was 6 years old…
Je ne crois pas aux « je n’ai pas le choix ». Même si comme tout le monde, ils sortent parfois de ma bouche, je n’y crois pas dans le fond. Tu as toujours le choix… Et sur le rebord de la falaise, avec tes orteils dans le vide et tes cheveux dans le vent, tu as…… Continue reading Même sur le bord d’une falaise, tu as toujours le choix…
Cyranny's Cove 