Sense for Sensibility
How I survived Monday is beyond any understanding. Weak and yet resilient like a cactus in the rain. By three I said to myself: when he can go to Malta with his friends, I go to Rome with myself.The idea …
My spring has ended already
All I can say is that I left the house with a great deal of hopes and sunshine and it ended with the words “Jessika you are lovely but…”, three packs of tissues on and between the sheets, three blankets …
Victims But No Victims
What if victims don’t want to be victims? What if they want to abuse their abuser – just hadn’t had the chance before.I was surprised to find Caravaggio behind Da Vinci’s ‘Foetus in the womb’.Perhaps the Guardian simply proves an …
Thoughts in Progress
As much as my mother in sickness talks about my bank account and money, as much I think about time. The concept of creativity manifests more thoroughly and for the first time perhaps I look at Freud as a human …
They deserved it!
With a lot of fun the weeks pass by – while I am settling in – now even closer to the window and the sea. The round view lets me see the sea, the cliffs and the port.Attempts of thinking …
In theory
This morning my thoughts are with the things and people who are long gone from my immediate environment, my grandfather, my cousins, how we used to play. Not in the usual sentiment. It all has become warm memory. My grandfather …
A Vicious Fruit Crime
Some people seriously ask me if I never tire of drawing a line between myself and others. Actually… No. The best comparison is probably the yellow stripe on station platforms: they keep you away from the tracks.Often enough I dream …
Dreams like Energy
Dreams are like energy in physics. They mutate along with your maturing soul. For now I am just pretending to be a slice of Tilsit – the cheese that turns the ecosystem in your fridge up side down – who …
Disappearing Mango
Hmmmmm you know, I pick up funny stories here and there but this one….is truly hilarious! Seven-tonne Big Mango stolen Imagine…there may be someone out there right now trying to squeeze it through customs…would make a great smoothie.
Alterations down to the core
This morning will be my last breakfast in bed for a while.I still marvel at how suddenly every piece falls into place. And changes come swiftly without asking for my permission. Even down to my skirts.Some take it lightly, and …