Where in the World is Kuukua. Usually, I write here and there during the week.

Syrian refugee gives his e-card to the supermarket manager.

The Power of a New Space. Originally posted on 3rd Culture Cafe. All good things are wild and free. The Power of a New Space.

I know so little about you. I do regret that and I wonder if it is possible to go back while there is still time.

This is why I am still up! Cateva cuvinte despre mine. Știu ,nu am mai scris de mult. Nu mai am nici motive și nici explicații de ce și cum. Însăă acum am înțeles că dacă vrei să faci ceva îl faci pe moment. Nu mâine ,nu mai încolo. Cum a fost Craciunul? Sculptat într-un peisaj de vis Ajunul Craciunului a început frumos,liniștit și cu mult soare. Ca în orice an ,am pregatit cadouri handmade și le-am dat tuturor membrilor familiei .

The sound of the neighbor kids splashing about in their pool and racing their bikes down the slope snapped me out of my stupor and the boards magically appeared before my eyes again. Their distant laughter echoed against my ear drums. It annoyed me, stripped away at my last nerve. Jesus Christ, what do I have to do in order to get some quiet around here? When I told my therapist I was confused, she asked me how the confusion made me feel. How typical of her? Static ball.

Figuring out this blogging stuff. Life is such a time hog, taking up all those nooks and crannies of moments and events and blocking them in. Nestling in, digging deep and. But I read my writing. I think of myself as a writer. I think about the future of writing. And it all feels very, very wrong.

Me my self and I are happy and write. The trip to All India Radio station,Goa. Later we took a photograph at the entrance and went to a park where we had fun swinging. 40 we returned safe and sound to our school. It was indeed a fun trip but I missed Sir Vijayraj and my 10 th grade mates as this is the first field trip where they are not accompanying me. Wonderful Trip to Nagesh love Forest! Posted in My favourites. ARE BEGGARS REALLY BEGGARS? Faith,hope and will power. After the praying session was.

The poems, musings, and ruminations of Rashad L. Into your bloated body,. Of alarms, morphine drips, the viral groans. Of the gaunt man next door.

We drove through the snow to get to the desert. Having only decided to go the. Asymp; Leave a comment. Asymp; Leave a comment. The time for debate has ended. Marcia McNutt, editor of.