Sometimes life comes at you
like a thousand asteroids rocketing through space
And hits you,
one at a time and then more and more and more
Till the reality sinks in
That there is no planet, no sun or galaxy
All there is, is the vast, still brooding space
That you are.
I started cycling. It’s a wobbly road back into the world, hard for me used to coping with fear by retreating into a shell & forgetting that I’m in a shell. But August approaches. It’s Leo season, that promises & demands strength, courage, vitality, things that cannot be contained inside…
“Flowers and chocolate. Jewellery is always welcome, of course. And don’t be shy of perfumes.” Sheena announced. A grunt was all she got for her airy declarations, before Ajit turned to the waiter. Sheena slumped back in her seat, downcast. Maybe talking about jewelery and perfume was a bit much….
I run with my wordsRacing my thoughtsGetting ahead of my emotionsBecause I’m scared you’ll turn away before I’m done But then I pauseTo catch my breathAnd realise you’re still listeningAnd also that I’ve forgotten what I was saying Then you hold me closeIn a way, I’ve never knownBut, which makes…
I finished reading “Bridget Jones’ diary 2- The Edge of Reason”. I could identify with the protagonist. Just like I could identify with Ally McBeal and the characters of Sex and the City. I read an article in the newspaper today, about the status of urban, upwardly mobile, independent single…