Blogs and Stories
Here I upload my writing, be it (ir)regular blog posts, creative writing, flash fiction, or informative content. All of the thumbnail photos are pictures that I’ve taken.
Short Story - “Tea with Milk”
It’s Autumn. Time has passed. It always seems to. Right as you just start to get the hang of the concept of time and your place in it, the rug’s pulled from under your feet and you have to start from scratch figuring out where you find yourself in the big, temporal scheme of things.
The Willow Tree
When I was a little girl, there was a magnificent willow tree growing on a riverbank by my house.
On the way home from school, I often went to the willow. I would spend ages looking at it. Its leaves always seemed as if they were about to cry. I always felt a certain pity for that willow tree, its leaves hanging down wistfully.