friend in the field

He’s the kindest soul I’ve ever met. Courteous and amiable. Simply, one of a kind. He is perpetually joyful; the kind that is irrevocably infectious. His hazel eyes are mesmerising and all accompanied by a brilliant smile that understands how to soften woes. But every now and then I catch a glimpse of something in his […]

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prairie girl

Seemingly my desire to move abroad is as fervent as ever. In part due to the delicately soupçon scent of pine needles wafting through the air. A perspicuous landscape of earthy tones and surroundings. One embellished by historically opulent architecture, distinguished by the austere sight of turbines; a contrast of mans exploits. I’ve been seriously […]

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bohemian soul, cosmopolitan existence 

I am enervated with feelings of under appreciation, invisibility and irrelevancy. That my mere existence is one of sheer inconvenience; one akin to cancer or a depraved parasite. Of feeling like there’s nothing for me here. That there never really was and that I am not worthy of much more. I’m tired of looking for reasons to hold on but […]

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tough love

As I sat in my car awaiting my appointment, the shrieking wails from a toddler tore through the melancholic silence of a sullen underground parking lot. Such are the howls of boy being forced against his will; roaring and thunderous. I couldn’t help but find a connection between his reluctance in being strapped into his car seat with my […]

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rose clippings

I awoke today with a newfound sense of valor and persistence. A firm fervent hunger to simply succeed at any cost. This beautifully unadulterated determination that yes, indeed I can manifest and create such desires by tomorrows eve. And yet moments later that intense sense of resolve was obliterated from me simply by their lingering presence. Their malevolence unbeknown; innocently menacing. […]

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all the single ladies

I did the unthinkable yesterday. I mentioned to a mother of two that I was enervated. Simply opened up about how exhausted I’d been of late. How the need for an afternoon siesta was becoming increasingly burdensome and how I struggled to find balance juggling different roles. Of course what was I thinking? Speaking such truths to someone like […]

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