Immobile — 2013/02/10

I am still in that hurricane eye. I certainly feel the wind, also hear the rumor of agitation; my daily life is far from being calm, bills arrive, urgent requests from customers arise, choir and singing rehearsals...


This taste for immobility — 2012/01/29

Suddenly, the house makes a crackling sound. I immediately open my eyes. I, who already have trouble falling asleep, my senses immediately return to their vigil. Outside, like violent fire smoke, the clouds cross the horizon of the window. I'm trying to get back to sleep, but the damage is done.