My Shelves of Memories

I am not tucking anything away. Not packing any cardboard boxes. Not locking anything up. Not throwing out keys.

I am who I am for all the events, all the people and all the emotions of my precious goodnights.

I am simply placing each moment, along with all its splashes of sadness and happiness, onto my shelves of memories. I am placing them there, where I can reach for them whenever I need... some, more often than others.

I am not going to try forgetting. To get a new canvas. To put them completely behind me.

I am placing each moment onto my shelves of memories... with my favourite ones on the top shelf, too!

My Grandma Dream

I've decided that I'll be the type of grandma who bakes cookies and tells fairy tales based on my own life. And yes, I've decided that I will live fairy tales. In fact, I already have.

Making Love

going reading in the parc
soaking in the sun
putting on a pretty skirt
laughing till it hurts

singing in my bubbly bath
baking little treats
toasting in good company
sleeping in to dream

making love
i'm making love
inside little me

Lovely Apartment

Apparently Lovely Montreal Apartments are for lovers only. I’ve been looking for a sweet little home for my best friend and I, but… after seeing nearly 20 apartments…

Landlord: Is it for a couple?

Me: No, it’s for two roommates.

Landlord: Ooh… well, this place is best for couples.

Me: Oh.

But… I want lovely apartment!

Hmmmm… what to do, what to do… I suppose I must find me a love.

Hey you. Will you marry me for lovely apartment?

Lovely.