Tag Archive: Room mate

Little furry buds ready to blossom

I dreamt of great whales whipping their tails on the surface of the pond, beneath my window. Like the ones I used to see in South Africa. Like the ones I will soon… Continue reading

They come and go (room mates)

My roomie, Micke, comes home from the Philippines tonight. I don’t actually know which time he arrives but probably, just the way he left dashing out in the middle of the night; backpack… Continue reading