Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu
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Day 342 – The silence of the night

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Silence. Maybe one of the few nights I have to spend awake in front of my computer. I have said douzens of times before how lonely, silent nights are like cholcolate for my soul, but I have never said why before. Darkness has always been my friend on every aspect of my life. Darkness means beauty, stillness and introspection for me. If given a choice I would ratter live in the dark than in a...

Day 295 – Too early…too late

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5 am. Still awake. The silent house feels empty, deserted. I feel more rested than I’ve been in weeks. 5 am and it’s too early to start my day, yet too late to get some rest. This is my favorite hour of the day, not morning nor night, but somewhere in between, just like I am, always. Florence’s sky is raining and the sound gives me the chills, or maybe the guy who is standing in...

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 40 – My weird and sometimes annoying habits

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I think everyone has weird and annoying habits or quirks. I realized today that I have a lot of them and by that, I mean I should be forbidden from human crowds sometimes. I’ve decided to share some, hoping that I will find many more like me out there who will be willing to share their own (just so I would feel normal in their crowd). When I was born, my grandmother made me a little feather...

Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu