Tag Archives: weekends

like a kite that floats so effortlessly

November is almost coming to an end; November in Vienna usually means a far-away birthday to celebrate (my best friend’s), snow, and a lot of stress. After two eventful nights of Blue Bird Festival, a successful interview with Rocky Votolato, and a weekend that rushed past at the speed of light, I’m more tired that […]

On gray days and Tea Parties

Saturday morning, 8 am. My bedroom door quietly opens and a ball of fluff tiptoes all the way to my face, where she proceeds to sniff my nose before licking my cheek. I inconsistently wave my hand in her direction, my eyes still half-closed, and as I turn from my left side to my back, […]