The Nothing

One of the things I really struggle with during the school holidays is the distraction/diversion/obstruction to my work. See, I really, really LOVE what I do. Part of it, absolutely, is doing that thing I am so intensely passionate and compassionate about. That thing I have little to no control…

Oh, The Irony!

On our last venture up the street (the one where got Santa photos, DVDs and very close to being beat to death with a roll of festive wrapping paper) I selected a DVD or two for my dear self. I had few hopes of being afforded the time to actually…

The Unusual, The Obvious

I just did something I haven’t done for quite some time. I showered. In peace. No one was home, I didn’t have to be anywhere, I hadn’t just been for a walk and was all sweaty and smelly. It was, perhaps, a little overdue. I could tell because my hair…

A Disruption To Normal Proceedings

The infliction has filtered down to the littlest one. Which doesn’t surprise me really. I have yet to come across a child of any age, race, religion or otherwise who is not afflicted by the ability to forget to pass on notes from whatever place of education they frequent. Waking…

Death's Younger Sibling

I often see Depression as being the younger sibling of Death. You know? The Grim Reaper, adorned in a tattered, deep black clock, clutching a scythe with his bony fingers. He quietly waits in the wings and silently, calmly, carefully takes you with him. Sometimes you go kicking and screaming…