I stepped out of Reykjavik airport into a scene from a movie. The world’s canvas had been transformed, with every surface caressed by pure white snow. It stretched, untouched, for as far as the eye could see. It was eerily still, silent, with only the soft crunching of our new snow boots to remind us that we were …
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She lost herself in tumbling streets, beside canals lit with fireflies flickering like stars. She walked among couples, hand in hand, whispering the secrets of the chosen into ears, and necks, and lips. She lost herself in alleyway bars, with milk-crate stools, and tumblers of warm amber that burnt away the memories of another’s touch. …
“The secret of happiness, you see, is not found in seeking more, but in developing the capacity to enjoy less.” ~Socrates It started young. I was a sentimental soul, clinging to the objects that represented memories of people or places. I cherished them, tenderly placing them in their own special ‘homes’ around my room. A …
“In French, you don’t really say ‘I miss you.’ You say ‘tu me manques,’ which is closer to ‘you are missing from me.’ I love that.’You are missing from me.’ You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function …