I wanted to improve myself, I wanted to make some changes, and all of this, simply because I wanted to be happier and more satisfied with myself. Now that some changes have been made, I notice that I'm starting to like things that don't belong to the tastes of my old self. Yet, today I found... Continue Reading →
Good morning and have a terrific day, folks! P.S. Where's the fun of having the body of a teenager if once in a while you don't dress like one?
After a sudden pause, about three weeks ago I resumed meditating every morning and one day, I found myself crying on the porridge pot while I was thinking about my parents. I didn’t understand immediately why I was doing it, but I was imaging to speak with them, telling them all the things I had... Continue Reading →
David was riding his mother's bicycle from the hospice to the town centre, his doctor bag in the white wicker basket at the front, his mood well below the street level. It was half past noon, and he was sweaty and increasingly hungry. His mother's ride was an old lady bike, heavy as a transatlantic and fast... Continue Reading →
The morning after, the new doctor felt even worse. He took a deep breath, stopped the alarm clock with a blind gesture and moaned. He moved his hair from his eyelids and blinked a couple of times at the sight of his old bedroom. He had fallen asleep listening to a longing song; he had... Continue Reading →