Traces of Gloria.

It’s Tuesday, 3.30 in the afternoon, it rains cats and dogs and it storms outside. I’m sitting under a warm duvet and furry blankets, just lit some candles and I’m reading a book about two French farmers “Mariculous Abundance” by the light of Dorus’ e-reader. Phone off. Cats sleeping next to me. Sounds cozy, right?…

Read More

Thunder

Decided by a merciless twist of fate a tragedy that burdens my heart that you’re gone too soon it makes me realize we’re not invincible we are damn vulnerable we can lose the ones we love all of a sudden it scares the hell out of me. Heavily rain fell from the sky yesterday there…

Read More