Lunchtime musings
If a fly were to, and I am aware of the absurdity of this statement in mid-April in Brussels, especially in an apartment so freshly painted my nostrils…
My nephew is almost two years old. He’s discovering vowels, consonants not so much. I go by the name of Peepeeyaw - capitalized since I’m a person -, me…
Is any experience more human than the slow crushing of a heart? The end of a relationship is a small death. Feelings, expressions, language, all…
Musings at the pub
I finally understand why I like short stories so much: they end sooner. In a short story, the author indicates when it’s time to step back and think. He…
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My first writing assignment
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Tomorrow I’m attending the first class of the writing course I signed up for. To prepare, the teacher asked to bring a text that resonated with us. I…
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