Chameleons

Ok Viking. Exactly what part of you is it that gets kicks off turning up to my ends and feeding me salted peanuts and ‘something like Vailima?’ and then pissing off to assume responsibility elsewhere?! How very unfair. Guess you better start searching hard for that psychedelic Dutch field in which you’re going to make upContinue reading “Chameleons”

S.

It’s not often you worry about a friend dying. Sure… you worry you should’ve stayed in touch with someone more, perhaps attended their birthday party even though it meant taking a train somewhere or called them a little more often when you convinced yourself you were busy although ‘busy’ is feeble- but you never really worryContinue reading “S.”

I know you’re there.

I know you’re there. I don’t know what your name is and I don’t know what you look like, but sheer faith in my own intuition tells me that I will recognise you, in that impeccably timed moment that the universe thrusts you into my forcefield. You will breezily emulate every quality I dream ofContinue reading “I know you’re there.”

Contained contentment.

I have gone through so much pain this year. I’m confronting that after a very long time through that scope of hindsight as I look back on months glazed in the salty precipitation of old tears. The pain temporarily withered me down to a point where I no longer wished to think about it butContinue reading “Contained contentment.”

Where I am.

Hello blog. I know it has been an obscenely long time since any magical, colossal, creative explosions took place on this page and when I think about why that is, it’s really quite difficult to say. I almost couldn’t bear to write for a while. Some posts are minorly successful and the ego boost makesContinue reading “Where I am.”

Island musing.

To capture the essence of anything in words requires more than the mere ability to play around with them. That’s why I might just fail miserably as a writer of anything greater than whatever thoughts I fitfully spew onto this miniscule virtual space of mine. The posts that flow the most are those propelled byContinue reading “Island musing.”

Facing the unknown, alone.

When undertaking a mental state examination on a patient, one is required to comment upon whether an individual is orientated to time, place and person. Sitting onboard an aircraft, 12 hours into a 32 hour journey, roaming somewhere above the middle east, I can safely comment that at present, I am none of those things.Continue reading “Facing the unknown, alone.”

On Waking Up.

My thoughts are spinning around in such a whirlwind that I can barely contain myself. The desperation to pour and spill and write and analyse and try, just relentlessly try to make sense of what just happened is crashing through my entire system with a force I haven’t felt so strongly in years. How did youContinue reading “On Waking Up.”

The Hard Parts

She always did pride herself on her strength, her independence, her resilience. Of course, she had quite the ego. Yet, she trained her mind to seek rationality, to dismiss any negative emotion that dimmed her light or made her feel any kind of discomfort. She wanted to be known as a kind of candle thatContinue reading “The Hard Parts”