Birthdays, Easter, family lunches, a garden waiting for potatoes, a bicycle ride long enough to feel in the legs the next day — this was the kind of spring she had been moving through. Not dramatic, not grand, just full. Full in that very particular way life becomes full when every day seems to ask…
She remembers the journey first as a feeling in her body, not as a sequence of events. Sitting still for too long, the weight of waiting, that slight restlessness that comes when nothing is moving but time. It had started early, somewhere between one train and the next, crossing through Germany toward Belgium. At first…
She begins most mornings the same way, with coffee. That is the first thing. Not in any grand way, just a cup in her hands, the small heat of it, the feeling that the day can begin properly now. She jokes that she finishes the day with a cocktail and not the other way around,…
She likes having a rhythm to the week. It helps when things feel a little full in her head. Running helps with that. Not fast, not for competitions, just to feel her body move again. She had stopped for a while and is trying to start slowly. Six kilometres for now. Always the same small…
I woke up to that small, stupid kind of mistake that already tells you what sort of day it’s going to be. I’d put an alarm for my tea, like I always do, and then I forgot to stop it. Just this sharp little noise in the background, and suddenly I was thinking, no, I’m…
I was in the office that day, not at home, and I remember answering her the way you answer when you’ve already been moving since morning — fine, good, busy, the usual. The office air felt a little stale and the light on my screen was too bright, and when she asked if I was…
An Evening Where Darkness Led the Way Two weeks ago, I went to a very special restaurant.When I say special, I don’t mean fancy or extravagant. I mean unusual—something I had never experienced before. The restaurant was in Strasbourg, inside the Hilton Hotel. When you arrive there, everything feels completely normal. Christmas decorations, lights everywhere,…
