ii Being with you here, in this room is like groping through a mirror whose glass has melted to the consistency of gelatin You refuse to be (and I) an exact reflection, yet will not walk from the glass, be separate. Anyway, it is right that they have put so many mirrors here (chipped, hung […]

This is not the laptop you’re looking for…. Instead, it is hot, spicy, salty and sweet, much like life… Crumbly bits and all! 😀 “Sophia’s loot” has landed after a loooong journey from Mexico (seriously, almost a month? A MONTH???) to follow up the previous loot from Argentina… Who says that Christmas is over? 😛 […]

“In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.” Margaret Atwood The Moment The moment when, after many years of hard work and a long voyage you stand in the centre of your room, house, half-acre, square mile, island, country, knowing at last how you got there, and say, I […]

When going to buy A Clash of Kings in Greek, as a nameday present, turns you into a spectacle at Ianos, because, right next to it, the Greek translation of  The Name of the Wind, by Patrick Rothfuss, quietly awaits the clueless observer… Ok, I admit jumping up and down holding the book and making […]