ramblings on whatever really During a job interview some time last year, discussing my hobbies and interests, the lady across … More
What is it about that bubble we create when we get to another place? The combination of the distance from … More
Three years in the middle of your twenties mean a whole lot of growing up, in a bitter-sweet mix of … More
”I don’t know the code, never learnt the basics…” the song kept repeating, letting me sink deeper every second into … More
Sometimes, we spin around a patch of sand for months, years really, walking carefree around its edges, round and round, … More
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about love, and what it means in our lives. Not as romantic partnership, but … More
Maybe, change is always at least a bit enriching. Because, if you’re always saying yes to the same thing, you’re … More
When three years pass in the same place, same room, with harshly the same people, we can easily imagine things … More
In a way, I could easily imagine lying in bed all day, eat my breakfast and lunch still in there, … More
I should be having the time of my life, right, living the dream ever since I moved to my favourite … More
I want to talk about female rage yes rage female not theoretically no not feminist rage no female rage in … More
Maybe I could never understand the way you love how your heart enclosed after her deceit left only a margin … More
I stumbled through the streets where urine and flowers melt in odour quite like ourselves the eyeliner smirring into eyeshadow … More
I was recently asked to write an article about the atmosphere in France during the elections and it struck me … More
… the one thing nobody can take away from you is the freedom to fuck up your life whatever way you … More
Isn’t it funny how we measure our success as travelers in numbers sometimes? How many countries on how many continents, … More
And if I unravel spread my wings like petals of a tangled rose you may say I’m acting heading for … More
I don’t want to follow you blindly follow my path with eyes wide shut as if it was only a … More
Loneliness never felt to me like something experienced at certain moments of aloneness or crowdedness, no matter, it is fundamentally … More
Lyon, France. In the density of city streets the air thickens between the walls of too-close-by houses, walls that cannot … More
I had a dream a few weeks ago that I was dying. My mom leaning over me, saying I had … More
I’m done, I’m over responding with hatred and anger and scorn and fear and cynicism, I’m just done. I choose love, even when that means silence, even when that doesn’t necessarily mean hope.
I’m far more on the non-aggressive side, I’d maybe even call myself a pacifist. Yet, I have those moments when … More
Markets, city markets, where everything that can be offered gathers: food, music, people with their voices, products, bargains, styles, street … More
Willingness to be in touch with integral parts of our personality or our feelings or our lives, refusal to withhold or discard them only in the name of tact, is what for me constitutes grace.
…there is a side where, because of feeling unlimitedly everything in us as it is here and now, we allow the place to touch us in ways it otherwise couldn’t and reveal layers of its own being we’d otherwise ignore.
Because it might be just as inspiring to look back to your used-to-be wish list than it is to always … More
you’ve just had your heart broken in Paris.
it’s a pretty nice place to have your heart broken in, don’t you think?
As much as I can love my new life and all it has given me, I have to accept the fact I excluded myself from the everyday life of most of my closest people.
It’s through them you realize someone’s place in your life, their soul as they say and what this soul can do to you. There’s the beauty and the terror.
There’s a grief and a recovery.
or The list of things that make me happy
Maybe luxury isn’t something we strive for, but something we are surrounded with already.
There’s nothing inherently wrong with being a muse, quite the opposite, to be inspiring is a privilege. Nevertheless, I believe it’s wrong to be reduced to one, to shrink one’s existence to a dependence on the other.
I’m afraid of the threat just as much as I am of our response to it.
There is power, even more importantly there is humanity in embracing fragility and it is there we can sincerely approach and trust others.
The more you go through, the more you can go through.