In 10 short hours, at least 8 of which will be spent sleeping, I shall be forced to rejoin the world. Vacation, all I ever wanted, is coming to an end. The glorious nine days spent away from work, work, work are over…
I feel like I’m waking up from a dream. Groggy, but becoming more focused by the minute.
Continue reading “The Week from Hell”
Every person, every place starts in the same way — new, pristine (even if only for a minute). Some never change. Some improve. And some, well, this happens. I can’t help but wonder why. What’s the story?
Continue reading “#ThursdayDoors: A Door’s Story”
Today is my birthday. I have always loved my birthday and that is totally my father’s fault. He made awesome cakes and made sure that my day was special, even though my birthday was also HIS birthday. That’s right: today is also the day my father was born. Continue reading “Happy Birthday”