found

While moving virtual boxes up and down this new blog, I’ve found this. There was very little light, and he suddenly rushed towards the camera. It’s probably my favourite picture of the Beast, still unbeaten.

hot

If only I was able to write down these whiffs of jasmine, the fresh linen, the sticky melon on my fingertips.

my own home

I’ve been working for years and years on creating my home, and now I find out that I’ve finished. Not because my home is perfect, but because I have become my own home.

superpowers

I want to become like the Beast, who knows it’s a festive day before I even open my eyes, who smells rain many hours beforehand, who senses me when I’m still far away.