Category: Daily Diary
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Good morning, internet. I am in a slightly better spirit this morning, or it could just be the pot of coffee I’ve just inhaled, who knows? It is also a very contemplative morning for me. I woke up with a sense of sadness in the pit of my stomach. It’s been there for a while…
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That’s today’s word. Frustrations, disappointments and a whole load of universal nonsense that I had no control of. Am off, and hoping for a better tomorrow.
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I should be writing. However, my muse seems to have taken a holiday with no intentions of coming back anytime soon. So, I am sharing the emptiness, the blank? whatever this is with you. The period between graduation and getting a job is a place I am beggining to hate! Anyone have anything interesting to…
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I really am bad at this. Sometimes, silence is all I have to offer to the world. It’s a tangled mess in here. Unravelling soon.
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I have a love-hate feeling about Sunday evenings. Peaceful and quiet and transfixed between dark and light where you can almost hear every gentle sigh, heartbeats…but also with the dread of Monday. Like a countdown to reality. Either way, for me, these evenings are for writing or reading. I did and as usual, it was…
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“Most people don’t grow up. Most people age. They find parking spaces, honour their credit cards, get married, have children, and call that maturity. What that is, is aging”. Maya Angelou Every wonder if anything we do has any meaning at all? Feels like we’re all just going through life like a shopping list that’s…
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Drinking coffee and pretending to have everything under control
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