Paris

What is the Point of Dreaming?

Note: this was written at the very end of a difficult time of Extreme Emotions, after my first week visiting my parents in Buenos Aires, Argentina.   This much is true for me. Sometimes all you can do is hold on And when I say “sometimes” I mean, days, weeks, months, even years. Yes. Years.Read more

Tiny

Tiny Miracle

Exactly one week ago today, a “Tiny Miracle” took place. It got me thinking about miracles… I’ve always wanted miracles in my life. Always, always. Ever since I was small. I don’t know why. I suppose I wanted the Universe to show up and give me proof that it was on my side. That IRead more