The one thing that has stretched its tendrils across a widening void is this simple letter. It means a lot to you and me. It wonderfully encompasses hours and hours of our time. It’s a communicative code spanning the days of repeating enjoyment. But “T” stands for many other things. Thoughts: Currently an impasse of […]Read more "T"
For a long time now, friend, I realise I’ve been looking down from the top of your well, wishing that you’d be able to find the rope that I believe is there. And although I still think it is, I don’t believe you have the ability to find it on your own. The next step […]Read more "Looking down the well"
We travel across the plane that lies before us. Picking our paths, placing one foot in front of the other. Most steps are safe but some bare destruction. Explosions go off in all directions as gradually we fall. The scars and injuries build as the journey continues. Some have many scars while some have few. […]Read more "Minefield"
I see the events unfold from the safety of my lazy position on the beach. It catches me by surprise. But rather than let it be and stay away from the turmoil developing, I want to be there: I want to help. My friends are in the water. And I need to do anything I […]Read more "Events Unfold"
The cat is still following me. It has been for the past few days now. It keeps trying to lick the blood off its paws but although it has dried, it won’t go away. The blood lingers; reminding the cat of the day it went too far. Some who see the cat don’t notice the […]Read more "The Day It Went Too Far"
The cat has been fully released from its bag. It’s there, standing in front of me, and I don’t know how to react to it. I was expecting something fiendly like a cute kitten, unsure of the real world, naive but loveable. But it’s not a dangerous beast either. It doesn’t show malice, it’s not […]Read more "Damage Control"
Part of me knows I’ve had such an unproductive easter. But the other part knows I needed a break. Part of me knows I’ve done more work this semester than any other. But the other part knows I’m also less prepared. Part of me knows I love being at uni. But the other part knows […]Read more "Part of me"