There was a lady who looked to sea, Every morning and every evening. The people who passed looked curiously, Not at the vastness of the ocean, But at the strange young woman who had seemed to claim her place among the sand. There was a lady who looked to the stars, Every single night. The…… Continue reading The Never Ending
1:59am skipped to 3:00am. The animals knew not to wake early, But we wind our alarms, stealing an hour of rest, Although the sun peers in just the same. And when day turns to night, according to my wrist watch, The sun stumbles to catch up, One hour behind, And the birds sing ‘Summer!’ And…… Continue reading Saving Daylight
This has been saved as a draft since May, and I’m not sure why I never posted it. It’s fun to reflect, and this is a nice step back into what I was experiencing in the dawn of winter, and I’m reading now at winter’s dusk. // Hygge is cosiness and comfort. On this cold…… Continue reading The 5 Senses, and Hygge
In life, you make joy or you find joy or you’re given joy, and when you discover a source of joy, you have to seize it. These joyful things slip away and reappear, or sprout from somewhere unexpected, and that’s okay. Just make sure that your arms are always open to receiving joy, and your…… Continue reading Finding Joy, Greeting Spring.
This micro-story was written as a potential idea for an imaginative piece for the HSC. It was quickly abandoned for that purpose, but I haven’t managed to leave it behind entirely. My 5-day trek through the stunning Kunderang gorges served as inspiration, and my ultimate goal has been to capture the wonderful things that I see using…… Continue reading Not Conventionally Useful
There’s no good excuse for not writing anything for a month, except I had nothing good to say and I suppose I’ve been busy. I still don’t have anything good to say but sometimes writing nothing at all helps your brain to think of more things to write, so let’s hope for that. I want…… Continue reading Excuse
Sometimes time is on your side, and you can leave five minutes late and be caught in traffic and then be five minutes early. And I didn’t speed, but I did take a short cut. It’s funny, because I could’ve been twenty minutes late and it wouldn’t have mattered, because all the lecturer has discussed…… Continue reading Mud.