It’s nine thirty in the evening. I have just finished eating a bowl of mixed dumplings and done with a sketch. I am sitting on the balcony hearing voices coming from the distance. It feels like a summer night, starry sky is in front of me. I was planning for May…
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a Sunday.
This page has been opened since last Sunday, I put off publishing this post because I got busy and have lacked the time to complete it. Now of course, the content all changed because we are not on that day anymore and I forgot what i wanted to write about in…
Breakfast for one
Bread on a porcelain plate,in a forgotten corner it’s still so dark out.A head that can’t think of anything but that melody coming from a strange library, giant glass windows.Sitting under a big tree leaf hiding from the future,on a breakfast table there are many details, and there is warmth.on a breakfast table…
In a grey sky.
They looked for inspiration everywhere,in a raindrop, in a moving cloud, in a ray of light, they looked for inspiration in a sound carried by the wind, in a melting snowflake.Within their thin wings rested many dreams, their patterns didn’t need to look the same,in silence, in movement, in a…
Ink and silence,
A table filled with notebooks of all different sizes, a sketchbook that is half filled, half torn apart from using the wrong mediums on it’s thin paper. Spanish guitar is playing in the background. Seagulls are singing and the sky is more grey than ever.How are you doing? It has…
A place
In his 20’s he walked his baby every morning until she grew old.In his 40’s he walked his dog every morning until his dog was no longer there.In his 60’s he walked his cup of coffee every single morning until coffee started hurting his stomach.He loves his morning walks, just…
Heavenly
To find a new song to get yourself addicted to, when you can’t wait to have it on every morning and when all your activities becomes more enjoyable just because you get to play that song on the background. it’s kind of a “heavenly” feeling.
To wake up
You were born to be victorious, just a morning thought, a caption that is turning into a blogpost. My first thought when I opened my eyes to the sound of my baby, next to him breathing in my ear, to the cold blue dawn, to the sun rays slowly breaking its…
Day in October.
The main reason why I started blogging back in 2013 was to share some days and moments and feelings I want to get back to later on, and even though I regularly write in my diary, I rarely find myself looking back in the old pages of it, but I…
Dance of my heart.
Everything feel like a trail of smoke, light, unstoppable, with no obvious end. The hours and days vanishes slowly without me noticing. Being a mama, his mama, is the most beautiful feeling, the purest love and the greatest thing I have ever experienced. Forever thankful, more than any other time in…