Listening to this song… Some tears at the back of my mind and some smiles still hoping for a bright future. I am sad. Utterly sad. That’s the only thing I’m sure of. This song among many others playing softly like a cure. It’s not Ok. This is a way of saying “hear me/see me”… Read More Questa Primavera
The fact that I want both or either at the same time is a sign of my extremes. One part of me, the elegant chic girl wants to cool down and at the same time refresh, cheer up and celebrate – to enjoy. The other half, the old fashioned, classical country side woman, wants to… Read More The story of Prosecco & Irish Coffee
Some part of you is absent sometimes and the girl misses that absent part. * Some part of you is missing at times and the girl is lost in the amiss. * Between meetings and emails you squeeze me in and I find myself looking for some more room to fit in. * I fear… Read More Missing
* Dreaming, kid I’m dreaming all day and night shapes and sounds whispers of imaginary creatures under the bridges of Paris I wait for thee. *
Life, in all its inconsistencies, both surprising and challenging. Having to put up with ignorance and stupid remarks on any given day Sure enough to suspend the positivism and caregiving nature and instead show one’s claws with despair. All of a sudden all your motivation is drained and you find yourself biting your lips not… Read More for your own sanity