I woke up at half past one in the morning, got up and went downstairs to the living room. I saw an orange star through the southwest window. Or was it a planet? Was it Mars? Yes, Mars attacks! It attacks my feelings.
I put on my jacket and went for a walk around Boitsfort, a Brussels neighbourhood to which I had recently moved. As soon as I closed the lemon yellow garden gate behind me, I saw a beautiful fox. She stepped silently, her tail casting a large shadow on the cobble stones in my street. Continue reading →