Often, the thought comes back to me: “Remember the good old days…?” When I was younger this simple question could stir in me an abrupt reaction, as a cheesy pick-up line would on a hazy evening. A wide smile I try to hide away in…
I love the idea of a blind test. Picking something up because it ‘called to me’ or choosing another just because I wanted to be edgy and do something I rarely do. I find things pique my interest more the less I know about them.Some…
I stared at a blank space on the wall as my mind painted a very vivid picture of the places I’d rather be and the million other things I’d rather be doing. I wasn’t reaching for the most unlikely scenario, but one I used to…
The wooden chair by the stairs looked uncomfortable. It didn’t have to be fancy or anything like that, but the idea I’d have to sit there for the next six hours straight was not one I found particularly amusing. I placed the wheelchair in a…
Last week my best friend sent me a picture of herself. Her eyes beamed with excitement, the kind that hits you in your feels even through a pixelated screen, and something told me the look on her face had everything to do with the luggage…
Yesterday, marked the beginning of a new season. Spring has officially found us in our bare state and is set to colour our days ahead. Waking up to crispy air and a few cloudless mornings has been rather healing in many ways almost like the…
She chats away like she owns the place; blabby and loud like she has absolutely nothing to figure out. Ever since she walked in and took her rightful seat at the table, she’s never stepped a foot out the door, and even better, never intends…
Hello there! It’s been a while since I’ve met you like this, and by like this I mean; on a cold Sunday morning with a hot mug in hand ready to spill out some of my wandering thoughts. January came with force, like nothing much…
It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas… or is it? I’ve been counting down the days subconsciously in my mind, although I know celebrations this year will be vastly different. What can I say, I’m such a sucker for a big occasion! Any excuse…
As I write this, I’m sat on my bed cosied up with the mustard blanket I’ve kept at arms reach at all times for a couple of months now. LÉON’s voice is coming through the speaker on the opposite side of the room and I…