On Pruning the Dead And Departed

“She was convinced that women were as often victims of themselves as they were of men.” ― John Irving, A Widow for One Year      Well Mom, I’ve decided to write you everyday this week. At least that’s the plan. I’m so bad at this part of a break-up – moving on. I have this obsessive tendency to think too much, which leads to frustration, which … Continue reading On Pruning the Dead And Departed

Words Or Deeds?

Oh Mom, this guys’ had me all in knots all weekend, now its Monday morning and maybe I’ve recovered my senses. Maybe it was some elaborate test I’d unconsciously devised? Well, regardless, I finally came to terms with the truth. After looking at the whole picture, the one thing I could not deny is that his actions and words were at odds with one another. … Continue reading Words Or Deeds?

Love In A Time Of Rhinopharyngitis

Mom, you won’t be too surprised I would imagine to discover I spent the last 24 hours obsessively analyzing this crazy path I’m on. Underneath our feet as we danced, I was almost swept away by his maybe smiles. So I’m working away at unravelling it all. “Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest … Continue reading Love In A Time Of Rhinopharyngitis

‘By the fruits shall you know the roots’, the Angels say

Ok, well finally broke down last week and took my arse to the clinic to rid myself of the cold that’s been haunting the halls of my employment, myself included. Yup, bacterial infection. Nice. Throat all red, chest phlegmy. Could hardly swallow one day early last week from the vile plague that has stuck with me for weeks now. So, that’s finally over with, then the nice … Continue reading ‘By the fruits shall you know the roots’, the Angels say


Hey Mom… been one of those GD, f’en sort of weeks. Not bad in a I hate my life, hate my job, woe is me…sorta way, no. Just one of those weeks where you wonder if your paying some bad karma off, or somethin’. Got the cold back AGAIN. So it was a sniffling, sneezing, coughing, sore throat, god, please, have mercy, or kill me … Continue reading Why?