This is My Dream.

I have a little dream. This small dream has grown exponentially through the endless misfortunes of 2020. One part of me, small but loud, is ready to move to an isolated place where there’s only wind and animals and the occasional traveler where I can passionately operate – a teahouse. Maybe you’ve read stories or … More This is My Dream.

White Noise

Can you hear the birds singing as the sunlight spreads across the sky? Rubbing the darkness from my eyes, I see that yellow melody dancing through my window. This is what it sings to me: Early morning in the warm air the scent of roasting tomatoes floats embraced by the tropical breeze. The father outside, … More White Noise