It admittedly started as pure curiosity –after all, at least two years needed to pass before I could allow myself...
Saving Myself
The past few weeks I have been craving to write, to immortalize the shock, the confusion, the pain, the anger, the...
Emptiness, my mother, leftovers…
As I was driving back home from Leesburg, at some pointy halfway on the road, I realized that my brain was blank......
Soar
Christmas came and left, and it all was lovely and quiet, and simple and happy. It was just the three of us but it...
To Be or Not to Be (of service)
At times life has ways of taking us to moments in the past that shaped us into who we are now. This past two...
Finding me
Things have changed. I have changed. Not really evolved into anything in particular but... dissolved. Yes, I feel...
… and this is why I don’t care about the past
The past few years I have come back and forth to that place, where the need between writing and not writing becomes as...
Me and my Past
Some weeks ago a decided to bring back my babbles, my photos, my poems... I felt the need to dust off layers of...
Unsettled
Yesterday was the first day since the accident that I have really felt unsettled, internally unbalanced. Not being...








