Thy passed us wearing silly costumes while making noise on whatever instrument they had found. We looked at them shaking our heads “Hey!” Jack shouted “It’s been weeks since the duck died. Get over it.” They stared at us incredulously but soon realized they had put a little too much effort in the whole charade. … Continue reading Silence
“It’s that wonderful old-fashioned idea that others come first and you come second. This was the whole ethic by which I was brought up. Others matter more than you do, so ‘don’t fuss, dear; get on with it’.” ― Audrey Hepburn This is a story about stupid people. Well not people in general. Let’s say … Continue reading The bathtub
“Sometimes, the only way to make your dreams come true is to shatter them.”― Pepper Winters, Twisted Together For the last three hours I’ve been trying to finish the last hundred pages of the book Wild. Don’t get me wrong, I love the book and Cheryl’s writing style, but my mind keeps wandering off. No … Continue reading Schrödinger’s dishwasher
“Remember: the time you feel lonely is the time you most need to be by yourself. Life’s cruelest irony.” ― Douglas Coupland, Shampoo Planet Today I got licked by a toad. Maybe it was trying to get high, or it just wanted a princess; either way the irony did not get lost on me. There … Continue reading The toad
“No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.” ― Gautama Buddha, Sayings Of Buddha The Dypsis lutescens was obscuring my site. No idea how it came so far. Plants over plants standing between my life and my idea of it. Something to take care … Continue reading The alien
“Tell them that you weren’t hungry, tell them you followed the pomegranates seeds because they tasted like blood, like love.” ― Pauline Albanese, The Closed Doors Sun. The longing for a warmth long forgotten. Too many months sprinkled with neutral tones. Greys and whites and freezing cold. Spring came but the longed for, came and … Continue reading Persephone
“We don’t even ask happiness, just a little less pain.” ― Charles Bukowski The suffering writer is the most appreciated writer, only second to the dead writer. Pain strikes out of the blue and spreads all over their path of life, so they’ll slip over it over and over again. It will stick on their … Continue reading Applause
I have been trying to fight it for a long time by now, but it is time. I have done everything I needed to do, there is nothing left to procrastinate. I have tried to play games, read a book, watch a tv show or a movie, I even did yoga today. Nothing worked. Today … Continue reading Fragrance
Aromatic deception 