It’s been a week of floating on fuzzy clouds, so high up hardly ever coming down. In the midst of poetry and friends warming my heart,...

It’s been three days and my heart is still beating in fireworks. Thursday night I organised an evening of poetry and storytelling where I...

Last night I saw Helado Negro performing his sweet tunes pouring them like warm oil in my ears I closed my eyes without thinking I was...

Hello, lovers! What has everybody been up to and are you all just as excited as I am that AUTUMN IS HERE? This little troll is finally...

Hello autumn, you season of cosiness. The change of season is always an excellent time to start a new chapter, I believe. September and...

The rain wakes me Earlier than I would like But hey it’s Sunday and I have Absolutely no plans but to live Life in PJ’s read poetry cook...

Today I received a letter. Nothing special, you might think. Well, think again baby, because this letter is literally a blast from the...

This afternoon I played that record where You sing remember the love we made Of course you’re not singing to me But now you’re asking I...

Certain things run through your life like a red thread. Connecting dots of past, present and future in a way you never thought possible....

Sunkissed skin Bringing summer in Pouring golden glows Into my pores Time to pause No need to worry cause This is your holiday Working...

I'm a Memory Lane kinda girl and I love nothing more than to browse through old journals. I recently found this gem of a scribbling I...

How did we survive the days after summer camp when we were little? Did we indulge in milk and cookies and watch cartoons until we fell...

Oh how the night changes life as we know it people are less aware shame vanishes, embarrassment is nonexistent dancing is the new...

Ah, Valencia! Where a sense of perpetual vacation is floating in the air. Where cockroaches are fat, juicy and deeply disappointed in...

Life's on a roll meeting people on a daily basis tagging along going places I wouldn't even know about if it wasn't for talking to...

Is the festival dust still settling? Am I seeing the world through kaleidoscopic glasses? Am I falling in love with Valencia more and...

Make coffee as if you’re making love to me warm your hands as the heat rises the body of the plunger about to burst no need to let it...

As soon as I knew I was moving to Spain, I had one mission in mind: to go to Nowhere. Even though this festival has been on my burning...

I am a forever procrastinator, always living high up in the clouds and never ever finishing a thing. My therapist once suggested: just...

Welcome to my Sunday eve setup. White wine fresh raspberries a house smelling of brownies chocolate everywhere. Fueled up on the same...