Month: March 2022

Ever been like the one who seems to have an endless to-do list? I am. Not just because I actually have so much to do. There is a hefty amount of stuff in my mind…

6.40. The clock quietly says. It’s the morning and I am sipping a cup of coffee in the dark as the husband snores still fast asleep. A new routine is about to commence. I’ve always…

She’s back. Heavy clouds veiling the city. Trees dancing. The air whispering loudly. Birds trying to fly through invisible waves. My hands freezing in my padded pockets. Yup, the cold winds that define Wellington weather…

I hear the humming of the fridge through the silence of the morning. The city is quiet. It is still asleep. Yesterday, everyone seemed to be out of isolation. Restaurants were packed again. The streets…

Knuckles are drawn inwards inside my pockets, heart pounding, but lips smiling. Every day for weeks now this is me. Angry at something with no outlet. No way to get it off. People piss me…