Summer

Honey, I am going out. (V)

I don't know how the writing process is for others, but I get the best ideas when I'm washing the dishes. And every time I say I'll...

My Berlin Journey (I)

New country, new city, a new language, and if you’re lucky, a couple of friends. I was delighted to have the chance to live in a place of...

Everybody is free to love

Honey, I'm going out. (II)

"Are you still up?" "Yes, is everything all right?" "I need a hug. Can I come over?" "Sure." "It's a 45 minutes ride, though." "I'm...

I think I want to marry you.

"You should tell him you're not interested," he said in a gravelly voice. "I'm sorry, what?" I asked. "Hey, don't dance with me anymore?...

Tow The dentist or The fake funeral.

I was 10 years old when I first went to the dentist on my own. And I remember every step of that day, from the talk with my mom until the...

THE POETRY OF DETAILS