Clear Boundaries Seem Rude Only to People Who Were Counting on Their Lack Imagine you’re in a ballroom, and everyone is gracefully sliding on the floor in valse steps, following the rhythm of a collective heartbeat. The…

Alone in the room with my prosecutor My prosecutor said I should lie my bones alone, in this cell, and watch the paint dry. He said that every morning between 10 and 11:30, I am to sit…

Reflections on the Thursday Murder Club Pinterest, Lea Liu, book cover fan art I found yet again that joy of reading at night at 8–9-ish PM, with the TV off. Not even white noise. That’s mainly because it’s…

The perfume that took me back to the Sistine Chapel Gallery of the Candelabra within the Vatican Museums I’ve recently discovered fragrances. I mean, going in depth with them, and being curious about the appeal of this…

The magic tree of wishes …an enchanted love story. From one girl to another With the tip of her toe touching the cold lake, Faye was smiling and oww-ing at the cold touch of water. The sun…

A peculiar encounter in the middle of nowhere Nothing felt the same anymore. She felt the moment she put her left foot in that car that something shifted. The air around her turned into an ominous prediction,…

Reflections on “The Little Prince” 109 pages in one morning. And that’s how I knew I hadn’t read a good book in a long time. It was 5:30 A.M, and it had been a long time since a…

The raindrops have thoughts. Did you know? The wild rain is pounding hard on my windows, like a bunch of grifters trying some small-minded scheme on me. It’s like they had something to say, and had nothing…

The train you never want to take Once the train doors closed, Jolie felt a dusty smell lingering in the air. As she gazed upon the passengers, they were each preoccupied with what they had in hand,…

Any day might be my heyday This article is part of a Substack I have recently begun. You can subscribe to it here. I write other stuff than I do here, like this article. This morning flew…

Make your own kind of music And suddenly, she woke up after the first two rings of her alarm, followed by a few knocks on the door. It was like a new era. The sky was still…

A night at the castle As Amaia took another step, she felt the wet mud hugging her ankles. She looked down and saw her boot sunk in sticky muck. She gasped, but kept walking at a fast…