You can’t be brave without fear — Mohammed Ali
Once upon a time, in a magical kingdom far away, there lived a little girl. Not really a Princess…
It has been about 20 years now.
He walked in the middle of the street in a little town called…
He didnt bother remembering the names or the people
A house without books is like a room without windows.Horace Mann
The empty page is such a weakling. It stands there lifeless, devoid of content or colour. It can be struck with a death…
Of all the things that introverts do after severe setbacks in their lives, going out and meeting people is not even in the top 10.
I did so today. Hung out with someone who doesn’t know too much about me, about whom I don’t know too much, not…
We all do this. Come up with band names for no good reason. We are one so here’s mine to you.
Waves roll over me, softly, gently.
Waves crash, and roil, and thunder overhead.
The other day I received a phone call from a dear friend. I used to work for her and her husband and they’ve always treated me like family…
Once upon a time, I needed a transmission rebuilt. It was contained within a vehicle that fit all my children plus a week’s worth of groceries. That vehicle was the only way I could get to work to earn said groceries. It was large, powerful, and the only thing I could really call…
… at that same period, I experienced one of the hardest moments of my life. After 4 years of relationship, I had broken up with my then…
With every breath she took, with every drop of sweat, with every step on the Franklin Field in Philly she lit up. She made it all about her. And only her.
Fresh cut grass, wind across her cheeks, it made her feel alive.
You’re high again.
Them, every time.
You just can’t help yourself.
You visit them and you end up getting high.
Is that why you go?
Imagine, the world is going to be destroyed right now and everything is going to be destroyed, there will be no offices, no jobs, nothing.
The trees are rustling outside and the house is creaking. It’s my new home now, having moved from the house on the hill just this very evening. I downsized a lot in the move interstate, so it was a pretty simple activity with no furniture but way too many clothes.
Flamenco music, live. In any other setting it would have overpowered the conversation, but not this one. Four women. One table. Several glasses of sangria. Bacon-wrapped dates, plump with a single almond, bathed in a luxurious Merlot reduction. Veined crumbles of a rich bleu cheese. Decadent.
I am far from a foodie. I enjoy good food but I won’t go to extremes to find it. Generally I choose ease over substance.
However the majority of Malaysians are real foodies. People will drive 4–5 hours from KL to Penang for a weekend food…
#14
I have spent a lot of my time not writing because I believed that I wanted my writing to make people laugh, or at least smile. I have never wanted to write about sad events or about events or scenes that have made me emotional. I don’t know where I got this belief…
Our history has left us Genetically programmed to Fear
Powerless to FearNo perspective when taken byFear