The notes. Sometimes I find these notes left in a corner. They are there for such a long time, waiting, patiently, getting old and losing their ink after way too many hours under the sun. They are these precious words, waiting for you to come back, to re-read the sentences you used to write down. […]Lire la suite de "The notes,"
It’s been a while. In this while and tumultuous time, there have been lovely moments and others. Describing the good ones would be quite easy. Telling the other adventures that life throws on your path are hard to tell. Words don’t come that easy and feeling don’t appreciate much being showed to the public. […]Lire la suite de "Spring 2018,"