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Note to Self (113) – Time

It feels like time has passed but I actually don’t feel any older. It’s just bliss, an emotion, a feeling of having grown up without noticing wrinkles slowly marked my face, leaving me with memories I’m unable to forget. Time didn’t teach me patience but impatience. Things got easier to get, quicker to produce and…

Note to Self (112) – Mean Girl

I was a mean girl today. Take me back home and scold me for hours. I reacted impulsively, I said catty things and I even hurt somebody. Should I feel bad about it? I don’t know. I try to find excuses that could justify my behavior. I must say I could draft a laundry list…

Note to Self (111) – Let’s Make Love

I must have been seven years old. I was watching American TV shows like Dallas, Dynasty, The Love Boat … you name it, I must have seen it. These shows always involved love stories, and these love stories went in all possible directions to keep viewers like me stuck to the screen like moths to…

Note to Self (108) Enough

I wake up and I feel like throwing everything away. I’m not happy with a lot of things – does it mean I should surrender? I’m not sure what I’m fighting for anymore. This year should represent my revolution, a new beginning, a fresh start. Well there’s a lot I’d like to change to make…

Note to Self (107) Toy soldier

I opened a jar of jelly and I dipped a sweet finger deep in my mouth. You gave me a desperate look, like you wanted to share the sweetness with me too. But I shook my head. You couldn’t share anything with me yet. Because you were a toy soldier. A toy soldier. You followed…

Note to Self (105) My Love

It took me a while to figure it out, what I wanted in life and what my dreams were made of, and when I finally opened my eyes I knew. Maybe we were meant to meet so suddenly; I certainly didn’t expect you to appear so soon and give me the hope everything would be…

Note to Self (104) My 2012 Resolutions

It has become a bit cliché to write New Year resolutions because everybody keeps telling me nobody sticks to them. Well… I couldn’t disagree more. This year in particular, I want them to mean something. One year ago, I started fresh. I decided to take control of my life again, and to be happy instead…