…but I get lost. I get lost a lot lately. Lost in what I thought I was, lost in what I learn I am, and lost in what I communicate to the world. Might be lost in some kind of existential crisis actually. I realize I have provoked its arrival on my own, coming home,…Continue Reading “I want to blog again”
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It’s one of those nights again. And it is so clichè that it bores even me. But it seems that it takes one of these nights to make me sit down (because I can’t sleep and have nothing else to do) and finally write something. I had loads of blog-material, loads of moments and stuff…Continue Reading “Loop 3”
With the start of March, away went… an anniversary not worth remembering but that I will not allow myself to forget. And with that, thoughts of revenge. I have already had it. Revenge is underrated though. personal pride and stubbornness. In favor of making things work out for the best. I think I am growing….Continue Reading “With the start of March, away went…”
Ok, I’m squiffy. On a Tuesday. So stab me. I had a few drinks post-work with a friend and now here I am, innocently following a link on FB to answer user surveys* *giggles* *and my squiffy answers are just as surreal as *their* badly translated questions =)
What’s up with The Fall ???? Referring to Norah Jones’ latest album here, not Tarsem Singhs’ brilliant visual orgasm of a masterpiece movie. I am so disappointed. Sounds like she has been put through the mainstream-synthpop-overproduced-alienating-dreamy-overfiltered-voice-machine. What happened to her very personal, intimate sound ? This album seems lifeless to me. And plain sad, at…Continue Reading “The Fall”
Showering and getting kissed by rays of sunshine through hot-water-vapours. Time slows down and looks the other way.
Very much in love or The Story of an Ungrateful B*tch 2 years ago, I was very much in love. And the Valentines Day of two years ago, was the last one I spent as part of a couple. I looked for a blog-post of mine from that day, but it wasn’t there. I did…Continue Reading “Two years ago I was very much in love or The Story of an Ungrateful B*tch”
Haven’t had a Sunday to myself for a long time now. Slow awakening in pink light through my curtains, sunshine and scent of coffee in my tiny kitchen, little green buds on all my plants, proof that they too, are thriving here. Bikeride with favourite music in my ears, salty air, as I arrive at…Continue Reading “Sunday”
…”You’re actually surrounded by snakes, some people are just waiting for you to go down, but I know that’s not gonna happen”. …”and they’re so curious, they speculate as to why a woman like you doesn’t have a boyfriend. They just don’t understand who you are, don’t think about it.” Well, I didn’t. Until now….Continue Reading “A few things I didn’t need to know”
Yoga. My first experience with yoga was a near-religious one. There is really no other words for it, though I am not religious at all. It was one of those lazy early evenings at the beach in Italy – the waves were lapping softly against the shore, everything was coloured gold by the setting sun,…Continue Reading “Yoga”