Wim Some songs you hear.Others you live.And sometimes… a song becomes your story. That’s what happened with Des milliers de je t’aime.I didn’t discover it through the radio —I discovered it through him.Through Mon Mec.And suddenly, every word felt like it was written for me. “Plus besoin de chercher, plus besoin, je t’ai trouvé” No need … Read more
I had already made the decision.Not out loud.Not in writing.But inside me, it was clear. I couldn’t go on with her.Not because I didn’t love her anymore.Quite the opposite.But because I knew that if I stayed,I would eventually lose myself. It was somewhere between Christmas and New Year’s.We were still living together.Still sleeping in the … Read more
I thought the book was the end. I had written my biography. Not to publish it, but to get it out. For myself. To understand whether I still made sense. Because I was doubting everything. My memories. My interpretations. My conclusions. Did it really happen the way I experienced it? Or was I fooling myself? … Read more