Mild mental illnesses that are indefinite in form, yet still maintaining some semblance of reality.
"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
I was going to make it pc and go phuk but FUCK suits and this is my space. I am one of the lucky people who has not lost their job in the pandemic. I am able to log in every day and work. Which is an absolute blessing. It is also a blessing that… Continue reading Fuck
Cuddly pups and some craft while watching very old sitcoms. What’s your Monday mood?
That hasn't been said, dissected or analysed already? What can I hope to add to the noise that it out there currently? I don't want to be one of those people perceived as having toxic positivity, nor do I want to be Negative Nelly! This blog is supposed to be about me and my journey… Continue reading What can I add?
Neuroses Undefined 