Then there were the plastic seats — back-to-back rows that discouraged comfort and punished optimism. I tried one once, briefly, before realising they were designed for people who had already given in.
Railway Memories
Tag: Memories
Ceramics: 55 Zwycięstwa
My camera had accidentally captured the twilight of Sezam.
Palimpsest
Fledermausgauben lifting from the tiles,
Ciepły hołd dla „Świata według Kiepskich”
And yes, it features a possessed bicycle.
Kawiarnia z Pasją
... the kind of cake that makes you rethink your life choices.
After the park — home
"Don’t worry about them," he said. "You live in their community now."
Navigating Language Lessons: My Journey at Britam
Enterprise… one to beam up, please
Yellow Wall With Bicycle
That space carried my solitude, my hopes, my dreams, and the first sparks of who I was becoming.
A Bicycle, a Beginning, and a Quiet Kindness
... two people repeating “Wi‑Fi” at each other like confused parrots.
No Longer Just a Visitor
I often thought of Jeanette Winterson's novel Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit — except for me, they were.
Ghosts to Carry, Stories to Keep 