Preparation is going on smoothly, and as I gather everything that will be needed during my trip, I soak myself in souvenirs of my two previous trips to help me realize that I am in fact going to set foot in Vikingland again soon! I’ve been going through my pictures, of May 2016 and…… Continue reading Cyranny’s Jukebox…
All credit to Ghostwriter As I thumbed page after page looking through her photo album, lacking a photograph, or two of me, Burned them, she did tore them out of their corners removing any mention any memory of my existence, Gone was I, the times, we spent together both good and bad the view…… Continue reading Her Photo Album…
When I travel to Denmark, I only carry my backpack, which doesn’t allow to bring back big gifts, or personal souvenirs… I travel light, and my most precious souvenirs are the pictures I take, and the experiences I live. I bring back friends’ smiles and giggles, the smell of the sea, and the feeling…… Continue reading Denmark memories home at last…
And at times, the numbness just wrapped itself around her. She stopped feeling altogether, and just sat by the side of the pond of her being, watching herself, lying under the mirror-like surface. She wondered if she was looking at the reflection of her breathing self, or watching the drowned side of her soul…… Continue reading Numb…
Creative (Penguin) Prompt – Week 5: Time Life isn’t always a fairytale. Or should I say, life is rarely a fairytale. Some have it better than others, some make more of it than others, and as you grow older, you realize that hapiness lies in little things and little moments. I love creating moments…… Continue reading Once upon a Time…
It has been a while, but my memories are still crystal clear…. So, here’s a new chapter of my first trip to Denmark! https://cyrannyblog.wordpress.com/2017/06/22/day-12-odense-day-1/ Lots of new pictures, and a little more about my traveling around Vikingland 🙂 I hope you’ll enjoy!
She went through the album slowly, letting the tip of her fingers go from one picture to the next, as if she could make a braille reading of their past together. The first time we met… She murmured as she stared at his ever disarming smile. She didn’t believe in love at first sight…… Continue reading Memories
Working in the technical support business, I spend most of my working time on the phone. Talking to people, lying on counters (when retailers have customers to serve and just put down the phone – not always giving me notice – leaving me waiting while I hear everything going on in the store), or…… Continue reading Cyranny’s Jukebox…
Il y a un an, déjà… Je me réveille… Avant la sonnerie du réveil matin. Je me réveille, encore, au Danemark. Mais cette fois-ci, je me réveille dans ta ville. Je ne suis qu’à quelques dizaines de minutes de chez toi, qu’à quelques heures de te rencontrer… Le soleil est déjà haut dans le…… Continue reading Déjà…
I was packing my backpack. Stocking only the essential, not needing more. I was excited, and frightened. I had a blind date with Denmark! Three weeks, a revelation, a turning point. The realization that sometimes, dreams do come true. A dream… captured in a few pictures. Until next time.
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