Pomi, Postcards and Postcrossing
” Can I help you Mr. Pomi?” ” I am looking for my cap.” ” In my chest of drawers?” ” I’ve looked everywhere else.” ” Darling, that’s my ….”. Pomi did not… Continue reading
” Can I help you Mr. Pomi?” ” I am looking for my cap.” ” In my chest of drawers?” ” I’ve looked everywhere else.” ” Darling, that’s my ….”. Pomi did not… Continue reading
” Candles?” ” Happy birthday to you! How was your day?” ” Ok. ” ” Just ok?” ” Yes, a birthday is not a big deal you know. Not for me anyway. I… Continue reading
” I’m glad we’re home!” Pomi sighed and stepped out of my bag. ” Was it that bad? ” ” The woman at the next table was annoying. She did nothing but complain.… Continue reading
The following day I woke up very early. It was still dark outside but the air was filled with bird song. They sing louder in the morning, maybe because there are less competing… Continue reading
” You’re awfully quiet these days, my little darling. What’s going on?” ” Nothing.” ” Are you sure?” ” Yes!” ” But you look sad.” ” I am fine.” ” Is there anything… Continue reading