It is early this Sunday morning when I drink several cups of coffee and open up Facebook. That first photo is promptly that of the canine adoption group, with of course a sight of the most beautiful dog in the world, looking out into the world, oh so, eagerly. Recently I became also a loyal … Continue reading Choices
The vacation was over. Slightly nervous about a new school year in a similarly new seventh grade, I shuffled into the largest bookstore here where I would receive my school books. The smell that met me upon entering was unmistakable. It smelt like a candy store. Intriguing and inviting. I’ll never forget that first time … Continue reading I want to live in a bookstore
The first joint I smoked was when I was invited to a neighborhood party at the time, where we ate mussels together. I – was already used to cigarettes – smoked the joint almost entirely on my own. And I should have noticed that everyone was eagerly awaiting the result. Me, who didn’t drink too … Continue reading Space-caking
Well, I don’t know about you, and your ideas about your writing antics, or where that sense comes from at all? My first memory of my will to write dates back to the time when ‘Anne Frank’s Diary’ was compulsory reading at school. I was twelve at the time and we were taught about World … Continue reading Anne made me wanting to write
That morning I caught that train in the nick of time. The whistling started, and at the last moment I was able to free my trenchcoat from clogging doors. It was busy. So busy that people were forced to stand everywhere. The heat still hung around everyone. Slightly thin scents immediately penetrated my nostrils, the … Continue reading Train treat
