Sunsets like this are gifts not to take for granted...

With every little change, your inner GPS recalibrates your route.
Suddenly, new paths open up, while some of your old ones vanish from the map. They’re simply no longer a natural choice for you.

Happy New Year! I hope 2025 is as good as it can get, and as good as you allow it to be...

The gifts life surprises us with...

“A common man marvels at uncommon things. A wise man marvels at the commonplace.” — Confucius

If the world doesn’t want poetry,
then it needs it badly.
Write it anyway.

Life is not only worth living, it’s worth loving…

Random dog trying to fetch coins from a fountain.

These are the moments you never forget.

Moments that stay with you.

Moments to be grateful for…

We never learn the right way to leave.
Not from the movies, not from life.
We either say too much or not enough.
I think that’s why people linger — at doorways, at crosswalks, on phone lines— trying to figure out what the right way feels like.

All those last walks, all those last hugs,
all those last laughs, all those last nights.
It never crossed my mind that it could all be gone for good,
and that made all the difference.
No worries. Just us.
The best last times ever.
Only I didn’t know it then,
and neither did they.

It gets even better as it ages...

Life is
my shelter
my madness
my dream
my chance
my coffin
my love...

You cannot be grateful and miserable at the same time.

You cannot be prejudiced and curious at the same time.

You cannot learn and know it all at the same time.

You cannot grow and cling to your place at the same time.

But you can always choose…

Hi! I'm new here. Maybe I've found my place. I love to write short stories, essays, poetry, vignettes. I love photography. But mostly, I love the irony of telling through an image, and showing through words. My voice is the same, whether written, spoken, or portrayed.