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Her words…

  Her words became my words, and her thoughts became my thoughts,   She had a way, of twisting words and thoughts and me around her little finger, I wanted so, to know what she knew and say what she could the loving way she held her pen and wrote,   My thoughts, and my…… Continue reading Her words…

Blogging · Denmark · Dreams · Me myself and I · Travel

Denmark beware…

  Oh yeah baby! In exactly a month, I will be on my way to Keflavik, Iceland. And then, we’ll be heading to….? Yes dang yes!!!  Denmark!!!!!!!!!!!  I am coming back, Vikingland! And I am bringing backup this time. Keep an eye on your local newspaper… They might mention the two crazy French Canadian girls…… Continue reading Denmark beware…

Blogging · Dreams · Me myself and I

Amen, Nicole!

  My oh my…  When I read this, I felt a chill run down my spine. I do want that too. I can hear some people sighing, and I’ve caught some heavy eye-rolling… I know, it is cheesy, but what can I say? I am not a fancy dresser, I rarely wear make up, and…… Continue reading Amen, Nicole!

Blogging · Dreams · Me myself and I · Thoughts

The smallest origami, ever!

  Ok, it probably isn’t. Don’t bother looking on The Internets to prove me wrong… I just like to believe that I make the tiniest cranes. Why cranes, you might wonder? Well, because I am one hell of a stubborn girl sometimes, and I had read that Japanese legend, that said that if you folded…… Continue reading The smallest origami, ever!

Blogging · Dreams · Fiction · stories · Uncategorized

I remember…

  the moment we stepped out the restaurant’s door that night…  The evening looked staged as we walked on the snowy sidewalk. The snowflakes seemed to fall in slow motion, giving the street lights a strange halo. As natural as the discussion had been during dinner, silence now seemed the only comfortable option. And the…… Continue reading I remember…

Blogging · Dreams · Fiction

When I dream, I dream alone…

  No need to involve others in the madness…. My quest was above me, out of sight in the clouds I walked along a roaring river, my path wanting me to follow it, but I hesitated The trees seemed to be watching me. The birches like horses drinking water at the shore turned to say,…… Continue reading When I dream, I dream alone…

Dreams · Fiction · poetry · Thoughts

Floating thoughts…

  Just thoughts, flowing thoughts, floating thoughts… Thrown to the winds, barely words, picked and tied together in a bouquet. Merely ideas, written in the clouds, uncatchable, unreadable, there just to imagine. Like a lighthouse, a dot of hope shining in the middle of the night… So don’t slap me on the hand if I…… Continue reading Floating thoughts…