Small Talk ist ja sooo langweilig, oberflächlich und belanglos... Sagen die, die ihn nicht beherrschen.
He dotes on our daughter like a besotted puppy. We just came home from the hospital today. "I cannot wait for the moment she brings home her first boyfriend", my husband suddenly says. "I will tower over him and demand to know his intentions." I chuckle. He will tower, at 197cm. "If she is anything... Weiterlesen →
Teru soars in crystal-clear tones, belying his love for rougher edges and darkness. His melodies weave furious sunlight into the deep blue sky before blending into Hizaki's more languishing, distorted tones. Hizaki creates his own dichotomy between his harsh reverberation and the soft ruffles and lace of his swirling dress. So dark; so sweet. Separate at first,... Weiterlesen →
It's been seven weeks, and I'm still flush with the rosy energy of my new love. What a curious thing! So outside of myself, so far removed, yet suddenly, so intrinsically and irrevocably woven into the very fabric of my being. Such a clear line between before and after! I can never unsee, unhear, unknow; nothing... Weiterlesen →
This little dog knows where he's going. You can always tell who's the boss. And it's the little dogs, the small hunting breeds in particular, that like to walk their humans. This guy is no different: he knows he leads. He is alert, vigilant. He knows he is the superior animal, and with great power... Weiterlesen →
There's a category on Medium that I find fascinating. It's called "100 Naked Words". The idea is that you write every day, even if its just one hundred words. A hundred words are easy to write, easier than you think. They're gone in a heartbeat. "Heartbeat" is word number 44 already. I haven't had the... Weiterlesen →