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Day 290 – A different love holiday

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As I was saying here, we have a different day for celebrating love; kind of like Valentine’s day just a bit different. The holiday is called Dragobete and the legend says that he was the son of Mother Dochia, which stands for the main character in the pagan myth related to spring arrival and the end of the harsh winter. We love celebrating this day and not the commercialized American one...

Day 181 – Small escapade and my inside voice

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8.29 am It’s cloudy outside. Then why do I feel like my eyes have been blinded? It’s weird. I would so like a cappuccino right now. That’s all bullshit. You hate coffee; you don’t like the taste, the smell, or the look of it and cappuccino is your only social excuse of having coffee. You even wrote about how much you hate coffee. Yeah, it’s true. Let’s grab a...

Day 101 – Random thoughts

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Today is one of those days when I would want to speak and do nothing. I wish that today was only night time and I would be in a better mood because I love darkness. Isn’t that ironic, a dark writer loving darkness ha. I have always been a nocturnal person and I have never cared much for the light of the sun or its benefits. I hate summer, but I also hate winter, so if you know by any chance...

Day 39 – My family is trying to kill me

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I have to start this article by saying that no matter what my husband says, I don’t get scared easily. The only thing that really creeps me out is if I know someone or something is in a place and two minutes later I find it in another place; and yes in this case there will be some serious screaming involved (maybe to many horror movies). So, last night I woke up to get a glass of water. I think...

Day 36 – I hate coffee, but…

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I think anyone who has met me once, has faced my cappuccino addiction. I am always the coffee girl that screams from a mile away that she needs it and can’t live without it. I am the kind of girl that goes to aperitivos and orders cappuccino instead of  alcohol. I always say yes, whenever someone asks me out for coffee and I am the first one to get in line when an espresso machine is around. What...

Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu