Today a new realisation started to unfold. I realised that sometimes we need to escape not only from pasted bad things, but from the loss of the best of things. To my disappointment I realised that it appears easier to…
Tag: Posh Spice
Returning Characters
In order to keep people in my life more or less anonymous yet known to themselves (ask if you think you might be one) everyone that features in hte stories are given a nickname. Some of the nicknames refer to…
Breaking the silence
On Mr. Posh Spice‘s request, I break a silence I had devoted to work and novel writing. Not being a man to ask: “how are you doing?”, he instead referenced the regular “emotional-status-report” he apparently view my blog as. During…
Tallinn visit
In the aisle a toddler is running back and forth. His face combines an excited smile and a bored frustration (a familiar combination). His blonde hair jumps at each step like bed linen being aired out. Behind him his mother…