Mild mental illnesses that are indefinite in form, yet still maintaining some semblance of reality.
This is not my usual fare, but has been running around my head a lot - and by that I mean I can't stop the dream, so better to give it a voice. By far not perfect and I will revisit over the coming weeks. It is a little NSFW 😉 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Open your eyes.… Continue reading The Lovers
It is one of those days where I have caught up on backlog and I am coasting a little before the next round of activity hits. These are the days where I end up questioning every single decision, thought and word that comes out of me (or at least out of my general direction). Work… Continue reading Monday thoughts
It is still lockdown in Melbourne, still stuck within 5km of home, and the weather has gone from warm and sunny to crap. But I have magic moments. Like yesterday when the dogs decided to rest on me as I stretched on the couch. Or this morning when they crawled over R to get to… Continue reading Moments
"Piles of red and green", Morana sighed. "Just piles of red and green, what is a woman to do?" The tablecloth was overdue and Himself was complaining of the lack of something crafted by her hand in the dining room. Not that Himself would ever deign to attempt such a feat himself. Hadn't he just… Continue reading Embroidery and nerves
For a long time on here I have kept my name and my photo private. As I write this, I have finally updated those settings. I am proud of my words and stand by them, so my face here should not be an issue. What is going to be funny is that I will get… Continue reading Not hiding
Brian is a blogger I simply love reading - mainly because his humour is dry and twisted and takes me down creative paths that are simply awesome. You can find him here. His latest offering is a writing prompt, and I am going to steal the image and use the prompt for a bit of… Continue reading Iniquity at the Murder Cabin
Does ambition have a place in today's corporate culture? I have been asking myself this question a lot of late. Ambition is not something I lack and if anything, I have it in droves. There is always something more to achieve, another goal, another level. I get bored so easily and without the consistent challenges… Continue reading Work and ambition
The title is exactly what I mean - we stopped being nice. "We" here referring to humanity as a whole. Every day I log into the news and social media and all I see is another dig at someone. We criticise our leaders for leading and making decisions, we ourselves would never want the responsibility… Continue reading We stopped being nice
I apologise most profusely for the break in transmission. Life in all it's fucking glory happened and I got lost in the bombardment of noise. As I write that sentence, I am still not sure that I am still not lost in the noise. Work has been both a blessing and a curse. I am… Continue reading Apologies for the break in transmission
