Ghosts to Carry, Stories to Keep

Where memory meets the page, one moment at a time.

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Two-wheel traveller, occasional worker, and quiet recorder of old moments. Writing vignettes, short pieces, and poetry about past lives, daily routines, and the space between memory and place.

Tag: Silesia / Śląsk

  • A Breakfast Story

    I walked into a bright kitchen where her parents had already been up for hours. The table groaned under a daytime feast: sliced ham, cheeses, sausage, radishes, homemade jams, and soft bułki — bread rolls that seemed explicitly designed to soak up the consequences of a proper Polish welcome.

  • Bigos and Hospitality

    Bigos and Hospitality Years later, I finally stepped through the doorway those Krakus jars had quietly opened. When I finally travelled to Poland in 2007, it felt foreign — unmistakably so — but not in the way I’d expected. I’d drilled my basic phrases, rehearsed airport conversations, and carried my phrasebooks like survival gear, yet…

  • For Quiet Moments

    For Quiet Moments

    Some memories don’t fade. Niektóre wspomnienia nie znikają.

  • Czarny Kot

    Czarny Kot

    One night that loneliness felt heavier than usual. I sat there, staring into the firelight, wishing I’d just gone straight home. I was tired in that profound winter way, when the cold seems to settle inside you.

  • Exploring the Konstal 105Na: A Tram’s Journey

    Exploring the Konstal 105Na: A Tram’s Journey

    Only later did I learn that dedicated tram enthusiasts have a name for travelling around just to see them: tram bashing.