my musings… Of The The Thing In The Ceiling 16 Feb 2017 Genre: Realistic Fiction The sounds usually start when darkness comes, when I switch off the lantern and close my eyes to sleep. Night after night I lay awake listening to…
My hair diaries… Of Coffee And Bicycle Rides With Psychos 22 Aug 201622 Aug 2016 If you were having coffee with me we would go on a bike ride. When was the last time you rode a bike? I haven’t ridden a bike in…
my musings Of remembering the dead 18 Sep 201518 Sep 2015 Funerals are more an affair for the living than for the dearly departed, a closure (of sorts) and a start, at healing (never completely). The place they (the dead) lay…
my musings 6 Jan 20145 Sep 2015 " ...on a sailboat, surrounded by sea with no land in sight, without even the possibility of sighting land for days to come? To stand at the helm of your…
