Saturday, April 24, 2010

Here we go again

Spring as the embodiment of life that it is in the minds of people came dressed up in the colours of hope and innocence (and so is every beginning):

And a lady-bug for wishful thinking:

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Birds of a feather

I am exhausted up to the hilt but the lack of sleep and the almost hangover-ish dizziness it causes is a fair price for the lovely evening yesterday. As my horoscope would put it: “Kindred spirits only!” and kindred spirits there were to make time and talk flow enchantingly and light-heartedly as a feather on the surface of a calm river. The little moments that make life grand.

Sunday, April 04, 2010

Last call

And for the first time this year: this morning while out with Vincent an old (but then again not that old) man stopped me:

- Hey, lad, can I ask you a question?

- Umm, sure, go.

- Oh, you’re a girl!

Huh, I wish I was…still a girl I mean. I may feel 16 at heart but the mirror is impossible to trick. It tells the truth as it is and my reflection causes me each time an identity crisis for it gets harder to recognize the woman (alas! I have to use the “w” word already) staring back at me with the puzzled look of someone trying to connect a vaguely familiar face with the corresponding name.

Thursday, April 01, 2010


I wonder if I rush to get up so early in the morning because of the assumption that the earlier the day starts the earlier it will end.