The other day, a friend told me that they hate Sundays. I asked the reason because I really couldn’t understand why anyone would feel that way. Then they proceeded to say was because the day that followed was Monday and on Sundays, all they do…
Funny how when you finally admit something to yourself, it becomes a lot more real. Like something tangible that can be felt on bare skin. Something that’s fully formed and experienced.It was exactly two weeks ago that we last met like this. I found Bitesize…
Nonsensical. Useless. A waste of time. If you were to ask me what I thought about new years resolutions just a few years ago, my answer would be something along those lines. Then I’d scoff at the idea and let my eyes roll all the…
Dang! The days flew past like the wind! As I type this with last January’s memories still very much vivid and intact, I can’t help but wonder where all the time went. If I were to describe the year I had, I wouldn’t hesitate to…
In a way, I feel like a bit like a pianist who hasn’t placed their hands on delicate keys for a while too long. I tiptoe around it, approaching with caution to the beat of a scaredy cat for a heart. I should be more…
Growing older is all about coming to terms with the things that happen to us as well as the decisions we make. We watch life pass us by and the best we can do is focus hard on the things we can control. We learn…
I feel as though my week ran away from me. Strangely, the last 7 days have resulted in one big blur for me, and I’m finding it a little difficult to pick it apart. Most of my week was spent embracing the mundane and keeping…
I know now, more than ever that even when things aren’t perfect, there’s still magic to be found. And when there’s no magic to be found, there’s always magic to be created. And just like that, I survived my first week back at work. It…
Often, the thought comes back to me: “Remember the good old days…?” When I was younger this simple question could stir in me an abrupt reaction, as a cheesy pick-up line would on a hazy evening. A wide smile I try to hide away in…
Something tells me I’ll be remembering this past week for a very long time. It gave me pause and a little shock to my system. Maybe, I’m being a bit dramatic, but it’s not every day you meet your favourite singer a couple of steps…