David and I had a meandering chat this morning over breakfast that concluded with this fact about me: I am not a fan of small talk, but I absolutely want to hear about the scary thing that is on your mind and keeping you up at night, how you will manage it and whether you…
Author: Minerva
Let’s Try This Again
At the end of high school forever ago, I thought I might want to write for a living. I was working in a drugstore after school, and used to flip through the magazines that I was supposed to be stocking on the shelves. I did not care about the fashion and beauty magazines because I…
Travel Dreams
This time last year, David and I had just arrived in Nîmes, having driven from Marseilles where we had spent the night after a long flight from Montreal. We settled in for a five week stay, planning nothing much more than to pretend to be local French people, enjoying the city, day-tripping to surrounding towns…
Hopelessness
It has been so long since I wrote here that I actually forgot how to create a new post. So much for my January, 2020 promise to myself to maintain this blog and pretend to be a writer. In January, I had felt so hopeful about the year ahead, had felt so certain that big…
Boy VS Girl
David spent last week skiing in the Alps, while I remained here in Nîmes. I was never a fan of winter sports (or any sport, really), but I did break my upper arm last year by engaging in the extremely risky activity of walking during winter, so skiing would probably result in a…
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