September 2008

“You know it must be really hard for guys. Planning a proposal. Think of all the pressure that is put on them. They have to surprise you, they have to make it special. I think we probably need to lower our expectations and give them a little bit of a break.” “I don’t think so. [...]

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The temperature has dropped a little. The wind is almost chilly. There are clouds in the sky, not grey heavy ones but wisps of white that have descended over the city slowly teasing me.  Autumn seems to finally be one leaf away from falling gingerly into my lap. I drink hot tea in the evening [...]

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“Your brother told me that you were in hospital and all about your health troubles. I’m so sorry.” “Aw, thank you. Yea, I have The Crohn’s.” “If I remember correctly, weren’t you in hospital four years ago too though?” “Yes! It’s the freaking Olympics. Every four years in August as if on cue. But that [...]

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He’s been slamming back into my mind with the force of a door that you forgot was open; a door that you thought you had closed. I thought I had closed the door so each and every time I think of him, I am surprised by the intensity, no intensity is the wrong word, by [...]

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As I write this I have clothes in the washing machine, am eating my lunch and am desperately trying to finish an article that I need to hand in by tomorrow all the while trying to decide what on earth I will wear out today. My ONE pair of jeans that fit are hanging next [...]

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If I told you that you never left an imprint on my life, I would be lying. For years I never had the courage to put you in front of a mirror.  Instead, I piled the mirror with pretty scarves and in its reflection I saw you the way I wanted to see you.  A [...]

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