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I opened my front door to find pink rose petals strewn in the hallway. As if the universe blew them in under the door to let me know that love i..

I haven't been to Rome though my heart's there now, riding around in a white Fiat 500, draped in a garland of daisies, beeping the horn while "A..

It’s just a kiss on a text message. It doesn’t mean anything like.. I can’t g..

I got a massage from a blind man today. He began with a burp, no "pardon me", "oh goodness I am sorry" just a blatant belch. They do that in Chi..

A walk on the beach....

Somewhere warm, outside under dancing lights and colour changing trees, hazel eyes met and the rest of the world became blurred, shot out of fo..

When we were kids you liked lemonade and cheese and onion crisps while I liked coca cola and salt and vinegar. Not much has changed huh.

So many ways to say something… email, text, phone, smoke signals, jungle drums, a note sent by carrier pidgeon. The phone that didn't..

Musings of a flight attendant....