What writing is to me

When I put pen to paper I loose track of time. I find the true essence of myself. I find … More

From across borders

We are miles apart, but not in heart and mind. I can feel you across the borders. And I feel … More

Will you always be mine? Is there not a way I can get rid of you? I don’t think there … More

“I admire you because you travel so much, you’ve been to so many places”, he tells me as he holds … More

It was a blow to the flow. The rejection had nothing to do with me, I just happened to be … More

He speaks with such great wisdom. He talks about the land, the mountains and the people and the highest, truest … More

The best day so far was when the sun set over Albuquerque and did its magic with the sky. I … More

“I cannot teach you that. Especially if you don’t live here. It belongs to the mountains and the people and … More

Today I just sat outside, breathing in the fresh air of Sweden. There’s nothing quite like it. It brings back … More

We went to Praia Do Espelho on a bumpy road with lots of pot holes from Trancoso. Arrived and it … More