Rotting memories

While searching for a book to read I stumbled upon some old journals somewhere at the back of the bookcase. Apparently, I was hiding them and completely forgot about them. Curious, I started to flip through the pages and realized they were from 7 or 8 years ago, a time when I was at my…

Lost, but not forgotten

I had a friend once. A very close friend. She was insecure and terrified of making mistakes. Sometimes, she was only a ghost watching the world through a dirty window. Everything seemed so far away from her as if she lived on a remote island. She felt insignificant, just another grain of sand in the…

Past Decembers

Well, December brings a lot of memories. Each day is filled with the wonders of a past from too many lives. It can get overwhelming, but I welcome everything in and I let the ghosts paint anything they want over the canvas of my mind. My skin is bruised all over, full of scars, remnants…

When was a time when you thought you were going to die?

I’ve been through accidents, but not quite life-threatening. The most serious one happened when I was on my first trip to Italy. I was traveling by bus with my whole family and it happened on the first out of the two nights on the road. I was by the window, my father was next to…

Echoes of love

The candles I lit around the room remind me of a sky full of stars. Walking through corridors of time, I remember the summer night when my heart was filled with a love I thought was forbidden. A love I kept buried because I was afraid it would scare him away. A love so intense…

Past, present, time, space? Does it matter?

Isn’t it weird how the past can come back and become your present? What is time? Is it only a concept, a measuring system, some numbers that tell our age? Without space, there’s no time. Still, we cannot touch it, or smell it, or change it in any way. We might have different perceptions about…