A baby

Probably many women my biological age dream of having a baby. Not out of fear of loneliness in the elderly days nor out of ¬†“I want to leave something behind in order to mean something”, but out of pure creation instinct. Continue reading

On thoughts

I know that when I can’t sleep I should turn to writing because it means there’s a crowd of thoughts in my mind¬†queuing to the nearest exit of expression. Some of these thoughts are so much in a hurry that they buy a VIP pass to escape first or else they’ll make a huge riot inside my head. Continue reading