XXFactor 55s On Men
Men like teaching me stuff,
Educating me on how it all is
Sometimes things I already know
Occasionally better than them.
Map Of Emotion
Navigating complex emotions of jealousy, ambition, insecurity, joy, fear, peace, anger, happiness, betrayal, contentment, disappointment, love.
A Non-Conversation
It’s nice to know you that you aren’t as sad as you thought you would be. I’m very boring except when I’m flirting or blogging. You’re doing neither, any more. And I wonder who this stranger is, who sits in front of me. After a month of perfect conversations, we…
55-Words: Hysterical
A day in 55-word notes… ~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~Last night It was madnessI’m not afraid of madnessIt’s the thought of being locked away for it that holds me backThat madness hasn’t left me; Oh joy!One moment, one blink…is all it needs. Love is madness, a screaming, hysterical madness. I fell asleep last night…
55-Words: Bittersweet
A relationship in 55 words. She proposed. He declined. You’re too intense for me. He said then. A few years later, they met.He was older, she wiser. He frowned, I don’t like what you’ve become. You didn’t like me the way I was! She wanted to cry when he said…
55-Words: Spooning
Sex in 55 words. Carrie Bradshaw: Just when I thought I couldn’t get any higher….he spooned me. I asked him, I know why I love spooning. It feels good to be held and cuddled. But what’s it for you? He said, It also feels good to hold and cuddle someone….
Crazy Tuesday
I am slowly but surely sinking in the quicksand of work. I initially called it a ‘sea of work’ but I realised I can swim. This is exactly like quicksand, the more you struggle, the faster you go down. Maybe I should stop telling people about my ‘dream job’. Every…
Two Lessons – Love & Hate
Last week, I was coming home and I stopped at a traffic signal. The car next to me had its windows down and the strains of When love and hate collide drifted to me. Oh, oh, oh. The pain of a treasured memory that will never be real again, is…
Wine
Glasses that have to be just perfect for the drink they contain.A plaintive voice asking Don’t you serve wine in wine glasses? accompanied by a distressed-disgusted look.Non-plussed over why it is such a big deal. Amused.Thoughtful…I can’t bear to sit on a bed that has anything on it…clothes, books, bags,…
A Glass of Water
In a lifetime of relationships that range from bitter chocolate to arsenic, he is like a glass of clear, cool water. Cleansing, clarifying and healing.
The Ex-policy
Does anyone know what the best ‘ex’ policy is? I admire…no, I am deeply envious of those enlightened souls who are ‘great friends’ with their exes. They’ve obviously got it all figured out just great and I haven’t reached my Bodhi tree as yet. I am struggling, as yet in…