I used to be afraid of snakes. Really, honestly and deadly afraid. A thought, an idea that there could be a snake somewhere in the house (if I read a story, or saw a movie with snakes in it) would be enough to scare me to death and keep my legs up and away from [...]

“The more I become myself, the less myself is who I am”, I told Christopher the other day, enjoying my tremendous intelligence and smart ass-ness in being able to make such a paradoxical remark that is not paradoxical at all. I have paid a lot of attention to myself lately, to who I am, to [...]

A couple of weeks ago, more or less, my husband tok some photos of me. They were beautiful ones, he gave them to me and I was getting ready to post them on facebook and in other such places. So I opened Photoshop, grabbed my stylus ready to do what I always do – polish [...]