Author: eklastic

Zu alt, um nur zu spielen. Zu jung, um ohne Wunsch zu sein.

Nothing’s Quite the Same

as young love.

“Ah, in those earliest days of love how naturally the kisses spring into life! 
So closely, in their profusion, do they crowd together 
that lovers would find it as hard to count the kisses exchanged
in an hour as to count the flowers in a meadow in May.”
Marcel Proust

Linked to Travel with Intent. For more posts inspired by the Proust quotation, click here.

Competition – No Thank You

My husband and I are part of a non-competitive running group. Running is not forbidden, indeed it is encouraged, yet competition is heavily penalised. Competitive running is punished by publicly having to drink a few sips of beer (or any another beverage of one’s choice). Draconic measures!

The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Competition