I can’t remember the first time I started writing. But I remember taking up such hobby because of one thing: Love. When I was 12 I pen pal-d (a service by the post office back then before the internet) a girl in Israel and another in Portugal. The idea was you buy…
We have all been there; standing in front of the mirror, turning side ways, thinking how people might see us, and asking the person in front in the reflection “How do I look? Do I look good in these glasses?” Then we go on and spray our favorite perfume, brush…