They feel empty to me when they used to explode from the darkest cracks within me. When I used to shout from the rooftops and mumble words, sitting for hours trying to make them sound just perfect, to sum up my thoughts, beliefs… My being in itself. Continue reading “Words…”
January 5th marked a year since I opened this little corner on the internet. I never got around to posting anything because one, January 5th was the day I got back to work and two, it is somewhat of a holiday in Spain (Three Kings Eve anyone?). The following days… all hell broke loose in Paris. Continue reading “Blogiversary”
On the wind, ‘cross the sea, / Hear this song and remember… Soon you’ll be home with me / Once upon a December.
Here we are, 16 years later, never actually knowing that we would be living together… in Paris.
Ever since I was little, I was always told that I was big. My family always commented on my body and on how much weight I needed to lose. I went to Spain one summer by myself at the age of 10 and I remember people commenting on the fact that I had lost weight by the end of my stay. I was too aware of my body from such a young age, something that lead to a secret anxiety about it. Shopping was horrendous and I would always end up crying on my mother’s shoulders, another person who highly regrets commenting so much on my body as much as everyone else did. I look back on pictures now and I was never big. My body just physically grew up fast.
It’s Thursday, yay!
If we were having coffee, I would probably have ordered (or made, depending on where we decided to chat) a hot chocolate instead. Lately, I am coffeed out (yes, I know coffeed is not a word but that is what my mother says when she can’t stand coffee for a while and needs a break). Continue reading “If We Were Having Coffee (Or Hot Chocolate?)”
Ode to my Mother
To my beautiful mother,
Who has seen much pain and sorrow.
I know of of no other
Who fought hard to see another tomorrow. Continue reading “Dear Mom”
I had a friend once tell me, “kikalavil is… interesting. It’s just so out of the blue, like how did you come up with it?” I feel like this is a question I should answer for my readers as well. Continue reading “My Internet Persona”