The unfortunate fact is that I am a married mum of two young kids and that severely restricts what I can and can't do for New Years Eve festivities. Partially for decorum's sake, partially also I don't have the fluid cash flow to take me to Stockholm and go out dancing with Maja as I… Continue reading Vi måste Dansa, DANSA!
I started smoking when I was 15. I lived in Ethiopia, and one of my Italian friends was a pack a day smoker. I thought she was cool and chic, and thought "Why not?" when she offered me my first. It took a little while before I became a pack a day type smoker… Continue reading Vices
His name was Andre and we were 19. I'd known him for awhile, we dated for three or four weeks when we were 16. After I moved away, we lost contact... only getting back in touch shortly before I moved back stateside after graduation. We decided to give it another go. Andre was, for… Continue reading Happy Memory #5 – Dancing in the Rain