sometimes an idea pops into my head literally crashing down even surprising me like a bolt of electricity hey stop being so dramatic but seriously i can't rid of it i have to think about it at all times must absolutely visualising picturing thinking what would it feel like what would it be like weaving … Continue reading an idea →

when tomorrow comes you wear the brave face relax your muscles so it sits tight when tomorrow comes you wear the smile make sure it reaches your eyes a mark that it is genuine when tomorrow comes your voice is strong your sentences coherent no 'umms' you walk in a room and people notice your … Continue reading brave face →

i am reading waiting for my flight it has been delayed annoyed i could have spent some more time with my son this morning he was upset my thoughts swirl how long do i do this some days are harder now i see a security guard i am curious he is checking talking on his … Continue reading ‘What’s the book?’ →

you are a rat, right? so why aren't you racing? with the others? what do you mean, 'I don't want to' what else can you do? if not join them what do you mean, 'I am not like them' you eat, shit, sleep repeat you are a rat join them even when you see them … Continue reading Rat race →

don't play with fire, it will burn you, destroy, engulf, it will consume you even when it is tempting don't play with fire, even when it challenges you don't take the bait don't get too close even when it offers you warmth a spark light amidst the darkness it is an illusion it is temporary … Continue reading Playing with fire →

i love too much even the long days at work or washing a pile of dishes or hanging laundry or a steaming hot shower even my boring feet and my unruly hair my messy house my unorganised desk some days i love too much when my friends get in touch with me and those who … Continue reading Some days →

whose there? but you know expected expecting him but go away, I am not ready you tell him like I care, he sniggers you are quiet he knocks again you pretend no one is home for a long time silence on both ends then receding footsteps a sigh of relief then suddenly anger sitting beside … Continue reading Knock, knock →

This morning I sat by the door to put my shoes on and noticed Junior sitting on my gym bag. I get up to grab my bag and he goes and lies down on his bed knowing I am leaving for work. After a long 11 hour day when I get home I hear him … Continue reading Companion – Guest →

and let go of of those who do not ask 'how are you?' those who do not meet your eye because too busy suffering reminiscing about while you a punching bag broken bruised in pain be like water and flow around those who stand like blocks road blocks not building you destroying taking too much … Continue reading Be like water →

are a funny thing you think you have them you are deluded but better late than never ... right? boundaries are acceptable as long as you let them push yours to extinction boundaries are encouraged as long as it is at their bidding boundaries are dictated don't cross them, they said growing up not a … Continue reading Boundaries →