Soul friends

  • Hermit

    I always thought I’d become a hermit. I saw myself in the bush somewhere, surrounded by breaking sticks and bark for miles and I was home there. No one to argue with. No one to feel too much of. I’m… Continue reading

  • Best Friends

    Oh, the softness you are. The sweet story of you whistled through my pages, the sharpest sorrow, bringing me to life. There is nothing more beautiful than the glistening shards of a lifetime of broken hearts melting together again. This… Continue reading

  • Creative Adventures

    My beautiful bloggy friends. I’ve abandoned you, and I’m so sorry. The truth is, I had a beautiful burst of inspiration on my walk today (as often does happen when I’m out walking) and I was going to post while… Continue reading

  • Friends

    ‘Do you wanna high five, Ben?’ I asked, the two of us hanging about in the driveway; him clutching his bike, me just chillin’. Birds chirped. Cars were largely absent. Neighbours pottered in their yards, keeping to themselves. Then there… Continue reading

  • A Day In The Life

    I’ll be asleep soon. It’s 6:00 pm, and I’m fairly certain of it— tonight will be an 8:30 kind of night. My goodness, it’s been a full twenty-four hours. My body is fighting a chest infection/cold and yet I’ve continued… Continue reading