#Appreciation

Hundreds of people flowed through the narrow lanes of a local seaside market, bursting with buskers, art and variable visual enchantments. The soulful sound of jazz penetrates the air. People are dancing, a myriad of scents pour from the food trucks and cafes, awakening a wanton grumbling in my stomach. I am sitting on the... Continue Reading →

Blooming Again

The haunting cry of a seagull mingles with soft music playing in the background. I inhale, reaching my arms skywards, my face turned towards the sun long enough to feel it’s welcoming kiss; I swoop forward, bending towards the cool earth, my hands dangling above whitewashed daisies rising up from the lush ground, lingering just... Continue Reading →

Reclaiming My Morning

I was the ultimate morning person. Mornings belonged to me - they were the most peaceful and productive part of my day. There’s nothing else quite like waking to a red sky burning along the horizon, the staccato rhythm of rain drumming on the roof, the chipper melodies of the birds and whisper of light... Continue Reading →

The First Days

The first skiff of snow-covered the ground, a light frosting on the desolate earth glittering beneath a cerulean sky. The dazzling sunlight penetrated the brisk air and stimulated the sleeping world around me. I woke with my brain buzzing with ideas, but my body was riddled with the notorious stiffness triggered by the moist cold... Continue Reading →

A Rolling Stone, An Open Road

In the tranquil days between the winter solstice and the advent of a New Year, I can feel the events of the past crackling in the air, preparing to slip away into memory, only to be revived in wistful moments of reminiscence. Another year has passed, another year of grappling with RA, sometimes winning, sometimes... Continue Reading →

Something to Smile About

For as long as I can remember, I’ve had this absurd fear about my losing my teeth. It was probably fueled in my early years by the pressure of embarking on the vain and competitive career of acting, feeding into the idea that the only way to succeed was to look perfect. After all, at... Continue Reading →

A Stolen Day of Bliss

Water rolled down a slotted coffee-colored panel nestled in stones, simulating a stream bubbling over a bed of rocks. Soft music played from hidden speakers lulling me into another world deprived of the roar of traffic, the drone of people, the beeping and quivering of cell phones and computers. I listened to the faint whispers... Continue Reading →

Cold November Days

It is the time before the winter solstice when daylight is fleeting and the long nights breed perfect conditions for dampness and cold. The mornings are cast in frozen iridescence, the anaemic sun breaking through the frosty haze; mid-day flickers like a candle flame in the breeze, fighting against the vanishing light of a bleak... Continue Reading →

A Complex Question

The air beyond my comforter is cold, laden with the dampness of last night’s rain. I move slowly, listening to the music of tiny cricks as my muscles come to life; I stretch out, feeling the bulge of swelling around my ankles, knees, and fingers. The heat from my mattress pad has taken the worst... Continue Reading →

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