I’ve really been looking forward to 2019. 2017 was the worst year I encountered. 2018 came with so much healing and unpacking to do. And for 2019, I wanted nothing but joy. At first I was scared to admit it. Because I sincerely don’t know what that looks like. I remember one day in therapyContinue reading “A life of joy.”
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They are us.
Senzenina is playing. In repeat. I have no particular attachment to the song. I just love the beats, the atmosphere it creates. In another time, in another mind set, I would have regarded it as a sad song. I would have related to it from a loss and heart ache point of view. Now, itsContinue reading “They are us.”
The man and fear.
I was watching some YouTube clip of some man today. I wanted to call him a guy, but that didn’t suit him. He was kinda old. But not the veins-and-wrinkles-in-the-neck kind of old. So we’ll just call him The man. So the man was talking about something I had an interest in. And he didn’tContinue reading “The man and fear.”
Young, free and alive.
As an adult, losing the ability to dream is easy. And regaining it is way harder. I was reading something on a lady doing Bikozulu’s writing masterclass, and she said something very interesting. When she retires in a few years time, she wants to start baking. And as of now, she has absolutely no ideaContinue reading “Young, free and alive. “