Hope is love
An existential matter stands out tonight: do you love because you hope? or do you hope because you love?
Which is first? … More Hope is love
An existential matter stands out tonight: do you love because you hope? or do you hope because you love?
Which is first? … More Hope is love
Spring is blooming and I can only realise I am among those who walk their autumn during spring times. I always thought it was reversed, I surely walk my spring during fall times. I never really thought about it the other way around…. But it does make sense: one can’t go without the other. How could I hope for two springs when everyone else only has one? … More Frühjahrsmüdigkeit
Today, I “had to” write.
I was tempted to keep going on my enamoured and broken heart. But I was uninspired and on the edge of getting bored.
Then, for lack of love, I tried to write the war. To change it into poetry to share my helplessness. But my words lacked power and were not worthy of the haunted horror. … More Supermarket car park
I just read new theories about love. About departing and returning loves. Some I like more than others. But that is not the point. Or a bit. Since one of them I really liked. The Kintsugi Heart concept… … More My Kintsugi Heart
Three weeks ago, I got kicked off as I was horse-ridding, and I sprained my ankle. Before falling, should I clarify. My foot made a cracking sound in my stirrup as I was trying to stay on the bloody horse… I limped for two days ans I was back on track. Except for little pains and less mobility. This week, I then got an X-ray, and an MRI. To confirm. … More Even my sprains are complicated!
We all live our lives for the first time. My wake-up call of the day. It’s obvious, a cliché, an undeniable truth. Yet, it shines like a balm for my urge. Like a revelation for my trouble. … More We all live for the first time
Tonight, as I was about to sink into some American readings, I was suddenly striken by the 14th of July’s familiar fireworks’ sounds. I thought Covid would have deserted night sky from its annual colors, it then took me by surprised. Without thinking twice, I jumped under my raincoat to be part of the national crowd. I wanted to belong one last time before being ostracized; I wanted to hear “Look, there’s a red one!” “Look, there’s a blue one!”. I ran towards the Garonne River to attend the show. … More National Stateless
This morning, I started watching a Netflix Tv Show, one I had missed out until then – although there have been plenty of time to watch TV Show for a year! – and here I am, a few hours later, writing a column completely out of the blue. Nothing to do with travel but everything to do with life and worlds going through you … More Missing Others