The mind is a thing that thinks more ahead than it looks back, thus I dreamed of phase three: when my grandparent’s house is filled with laughter again; the laughing and joy of other children. Playing, running up the stairs …
Why would anyone creative bother with writing hundred pages?! It is either world war or civil war. The human race is not made for peace…or rather life without ambition, let alone without competition. And there it was again…A ridiculous sign …
Thus I lie here.Not the usual empty tea cup by my side, but a bottle of bitter lemon. I like the sparkling bitter taste. In the morning it makes me vomit, in the evening it makes me mellow.Who do you …
My brother may have been surprised when I told him I was thinking about getting a tattoo…a small one…on my back… but he did not judge, unlike, I know for sure, my mother would.Do you think you could do me …
Still not massively worried?Do I really look sad or exhausted.There is always a price to pay for a life lesson…how much do you spend on average on one of the important ones.More than your average ice cream consumption per week?Broken …
While contemplating what’s for lunch this evening, I put the week’s pieces together, along, as they occurred:It was night,when he first heard about equivocation. Whatever point the strangers from a radio station half across the globe attempted to reach, missed …
After stepping out the restaurant the sun came out. Tourist flocked around entries and exits of Picadilly Circus underground station. So I walked towards Green Park (for the ones oblivious to the London map…next door to Buckingham palace)…carefully enjoying the …
The occasional signs of a distinctive life lesson are not to be overlooked: right now, it is the German caravan parking by the road side, reading on its back ”Freu dich des Lebens!” Oh, but I do…maybe not this very …
Watching the Eurovision song contest…and noting down the songs I like – love, passion and….only Finland had to forcefully beg for marriage and have two women kissing at the end of the performance (what a cliche…)…but what can you expect …
Standing on the grounds of Howletts Wildlife park (near Littlebourne)