The time we got lost in the mountains.
My mum and I refer to this day as August 9. Not only because it refers to the date of “the event” but also because August 9 happens to be her birthday. […]
Tag Archives: Memories
Memory is a funny mechanism.
I have spoken about memory before. In fact, I have come to realise that memory is an important theme in my writing, both in my blog posts and in […]
We have no control over what we remember.
We all have random memories, some are as vague as a dream, others a little more defined and others that only exist in photo albums. There is also those uncertain moments, […]
Play. Pause. Breathe.
Einstein said it first, time moves at different speeds. It is an erratic, whimsical friend who speeds and slows as he pleases. Here, at home, time moves slow. The sun is […]
My piano is my best friend.
Today, I am home. Not home-London, but home-home – Sofia, Bulgaria. I have spent a full 24 hours here and already, I feel recharged. This beautiful piano above is my best […]
A writer's caravan 