Seamo’s gear

the other day I had this conversation with my parents about getting me some new toys. like I wouldn’t have enough already. it was one of this standard moment in my childhood when I felt a sudden urge to get myself something new, maybe a bit more shiny, maybe a bit bigger. or just a…

busy busy busy

so many things have changed. it’s been a while since I last let my dad to talk through this channel. I suppose it’s not easy though, finding the right time and a headspace to work after work and unwind the busy mind when there’s always a headline that does not always keep him entertained but…

tiactor

I probably didn’t deserve it. I mean I’m sure I didn’t deserve it. cause surely why a little punk like me would deserve all the goodness I’ve recently received? after all nothing really changed in my life span. still I’m a moany little shite, I still don’t fully explain what the hell I want from…

ball

not sure about my older brother, but my cousin for sure should be proud about my little achievement. not that my brother wouldn’t be happy about it or what, after all it’s thanks to him I’m getting better in exploring all the areas of our home (including his own special place too), but I have…

night shift

I would like to say that daddy simply dropped the ball again and didn’t dedicate as much time towards my story here, but actually he didn’t. I mean the dropped the ball by not letting me speak, but he didn’t in the other areas where he kept on looking after me as good as he…

intermission

last few weeks I was quiet for the reasons rather obvious for the people much older than me. I simply couldn’t find the right words to describe how I feel. and I hardly can even find them now. remaining silent may not be the best strategy after all, but at the same time I simply…

proust will always find you

alright. I know. today I went a little too far. not saying that just because practically I can finally walk now as I see no boundries in front of me, not at all. I really went a bit too far. with my tiny little too big appetite. too big to handle all by myself. I…

dirty rally

last week I was busy again. so busy that I started to wonder when is the time for me to switch off? or as my daddy would probably said: where is the button to switch me off? to be fair I didn’t have any plans for myself, just wanted to play with my toys, enjoy…

busy mind

It’s really not my fault. I was here all the time. and I wasn’t even moving that much considering the pissy weather outside. it’s all daddy’s fault. he was supposed to read me so you could read that. but he didn’t. I mean, maybe he did. but he didn’t leave the trace. for over a…

nigel

don’t know who’s fault is it, but I guess nigel is someone I know now almost as good as I know the rest of my little family here. nigel – or should I rather say Nigel Kennedy – seems to be taking my screen time more and more lately, pushing down the line all the…