Ly-Lee

I've read words about the sky, the sun, friendship, love "amor vincit omnia" , about truth, lies, good and bad. I've listened to songs that seemed out of this world, such beautiful creations, little notes on pieces of paper. Paintings, drawings, of life and wonder, beauty on canvas.. I've felt the word "breathtaking" How amazing can the human soul be... what imagination can the human mind hold. I've always wondered how can some people hold such a great amount of beauty in them. What exactly triggers it, where does it come from? I can't make myself believe that everything happens because of  the greatest "machine" ever seen  : the brain. It'

20.. came with Cacharel, lots and lots of flowers, ladylike handbags, cakes, books about love, handmade flowers, butterflies, kitty cats and ladybugs and of course beautiful, expressive paintings. ( sure, the room was a bit messy but a 20 year old lady without a messy room isn't fun at all... :D ) Sure, let's not forget all the messages and phone calls and the long drinks, cocktails ( being dizzy, riding a bike inside the house, non stop laughing...... and the most beautiful, warm and sweet, straight to the heart, words of love. ) But the biggest surprise of all was : my parents driving up to come and see me, with flowers and cakes, and FOO

Home. My old computer, warm room, funny feelings, some  bittersweet, some absolutely great.. others a bit blue, but never to be replaced. ''There is nothing like returning to a place that remains unchanged to find the ways in which you yourself have altered''- Nelson Mandela. Funny.. how it all seems to shape up when returning to an older place.. or perhaps an older you. To be honest, I haven't changed, I still hold the same heart and mind just as before , even if maybe time should have changed some things. A curse and a salvation, I seem to think. Being here, listening to my most favorites songs, sitting in my red chair, looking through