I don’t remember when i started writing here, but its been a while now. More then a month I think and its strange…
When I was a kid in the 80s growing up, I had one of the more protective moms in my peer group. She wouldn’t let me stay out late and if I was a minute late she would flip out. She also forbid me from going certain places. I resented her a lot and I…
How do you spend your money?
Do you aim to buy experience or just stuff?
Do you feel like you have way too much stuff in your garage or storage space sometimes?
It was summer. One of the summers that melts together from childhood. I was nineteneleven. My friends were AmyAnnieTinaGregBrian. Names and dates were nebulus. It was whatever day it was, in whatever year it was. Whoever showed up to play that day was a friend. We made do. Summer camp may have existed…
Penny wise Pound Foolish
This is one of those ugly lessons that are difficult to follow, especially when you are short on cash. That’s precisely when your tendency to do this heightens. Watch out for PWPF please.
So I got so excited about Pokemon GO, only to discover that if you sign on using your Google account (which quite a few people have done) the app has read/write access to the following: your emails, your Google Drive data, your browser history, calendars, contacts, your map history…
I always despised that saying, “Bad things come in threes.” I meant that as soon as something uncomfortable happened, I was always…
“What do you do for me?”
For the past couple of years this is the only question I had been asked over and over again, or at least the only one I felt compelled to answer. But I didn’t know how. I shrunk away from it, the pointing finger shaming me. I realize now it…
Some nights (or days) are hard to write. If it’s not lack of inspiration, it might be personal challenges that keep us…
MORNING: Wake up as slowly as possible, preferably to an alarm not tied to a phone but paired with natural light. Step out of your dreams, carefully, bringing the memories with you. Write them down for later notes, OR if none remembered, scribble thoughts down for the day to empty your…
song flying raining chaos
Beauty ,Butterfly, Birds, Blues
Happiness yet tears over flowing
Heart aching yet smiling
Dogs barking deaf listening
A couple of days ago I wrote a story on Medium about how it was going to be a long two weeks because I have a very intense workshop that I am helping to facilitate.
One of the joys of taking up a few odd hobbies over the weekend is to colour. I have rediscovered my love of colouring over the last month or so and I am happy to report that it I have found it quite relaxing. Today, I finally managed to complete what I…
I hate waking up early.
Ironically, every weekend when I have no work, I wake up with the sunrise and crisp morning air delighting on how quiet the world is. I used to watch the play of colors in the sky from my window before dragging myself off for a run or deciding against…