It’s Tuesday! No it isn’t. It’s still Monday evening and here I am writing, again. I told Mum of this odd-spot on my forehead and she tells me it is because of stress. Highly doubt it has anything to do with work because it is only still coming together but yes, trying times. Or in the words of Dickens the Great, first of his name: “It was … Continue reading Week One: Giving Thanks
Lol at the title and happy new year! š There was another post I had written halfway down the line but clearly, more important things got in the way noh, like the elections! Haha. To be honest, I was the least bothered by it and voted for the “now” opposition or former Government, shoot me, but I had a few reasons I thought (and still … Continue reading A non-statistical Analysis of the 2015 Presidential Election
The First Men called us The Children, but we were born long before them. Since the last episode of Game of Thrones Season IV and the chapter from The Prophet, I knew I had to write something on āChildrenā. True, we are also daughters and sons as much as we are children but, I not only like the collective presence encompassed in āchildrenā but also, … Continue reading On ChildrenĀ
But then what is reality, if not what we define ourselves? Reality and normalcy are the world as we know it. It is not within our control, which is why seek a world outside it. *** Hi there! So I was to write this over the weekend, but that never materialised. So what else is new? Well a lot of things to start with but … Continue reading Running Away from Reality
Hi there, Apologies on phrase in parentheses. I couldnāt help myself. This post was driven by this, something a friend had shared on Twitter this afternoon. I have nothing against what Philip has to say. In fact, a few of the guys I know are actually hopeless romantics so much so to the extent that āchick flicksā are no longer accurate. I was never a … Continue reading An Open Letter to the Man I Never Met (or have and don’t know yet!)
This post might come in as a little personal. Iām sorry if it becomes too feminine slash sentimental slash different to what I usually write buuuuut, I dared myself to post it maybe because it would also serve as reassurance to myself. Over the past few days and weeks even, coming to think of it, from the start of this year, a constant topic of … Continue reading On Happiness that Once Was
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