When I woke up today, I fumbled blindly for my phone, guided only by the alarm emanating from it. 6:32 AM, it probably read, a result of my inability to set alarms where the minutes are multiples of 5. I finally found it, hidden under a pile of pillows; before I pulled it out, I… Continue reading For the days when it seems darkest
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Goldilocks conundrum
Sometimes I feel too big for this world, too gangly and spindly, with arms too long it knocks furnitures over, legs too wide it blocks passageways. Sometimes I feel too big, too big in fact, that everyone else appears too small, so small I can flick them away if I wish so, like ants stuck… Continue reading Goldilocks conundrum
The world is our playground and we will always be home
You found me Where will we go from here I swear I belong This is where I belong Where do we go from here? Keep me It was the second night of the usual vacation festivities -- intoxicated bodies in swimwear, hair tousled by the breeze, the smell of salt clinging to our… Continue reading The world is our playground and we will always be home
Matters of the heart
Frodo: I can't do this, Sam. Sam: I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the… Continue reading Matters of the heart
Of perpetual finds 