Storms, storms all through the weekend, and me hiding from them in Lush and Topshop, mostly. Going through some of my old writing these last few days, I was struck how, at the age of 21 – 22, I felt that I would never be the heroine of a story again. That the stories wereContinue reading “Monday music: “some say life will beat you down””
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So this is what happens in this old Stalinka sometimes
What you see here is a kitchen sink full of sludge. To be precise, this is a kitchen sink full of sludge after some extensive cleaning efforts – so you can imagine just how much sludge was originally there. The sludge was also on the floor. The pipes were being cleaned – and so IContinue reading “So this is what happens in this old Stalinka sometimes”
Uh, so I moved countries again, ya’ll
This is my 4th international move in 3 years. My stuff is still firmly scattered across three continents. I am still out of breath. I’m kind of hoping that I will be able to catch it. I’m kind of hoping that I am done bouncing around for at least some time. It’s not too muchContinue reading “Uh, so I moved countries again, ya’ll”
“And she always knows her place”
Once upon a time, I was grocery shopping at one a.m., because I rock like that. And because, well, there were actually a couple of 24-hour grocery shops near to where I live (this is all part of a great cycle of enabling – “why buy orange juice and bread after I’m done with work,Continue reading ““And she always knows her place””
Tuesday music: hand of God got me by the collar
I’m at a moment in my life right now, where it feels like anything at all is possible. I’m scared – and excited. I can’t decide whether I’m more excited than scared, or scared than excited. It’s like I’m having an internal monologue based on Owen Wilson’s lines in that little-known art-house flick, “Armageddon.” ChanContinue reading “Tuesday music: hand of God got me by the collar”
Natalia A. 