This post is actually something I wrote up an age ago, before I even left for France. So in this one, join me briefly on the Moana-Seaford coastline, for something I affectionately call The Standing There Club. I’ve been thinking about it again recently, as I sat on the edge…
Category: Wondering
Enough Time | Something of an Update
You can’t tell, but I have been desperately trying to write this post for weeks. “A writer is a person for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people.”German novelist Thomas Mann wrote that back in 1903. (Of course, he said it in German, so this is…
A Belated Update
I am coming to you today from my bed, surrounded by piles of my clothes, paperwork, loan items to return. To my left, the open IKEA hanging and shelving unit is mostly bare. Everything is stuffed in my big bag by the door, for a practice weigh. I am trying…
Pere Lachaise Cemetery
This is a much more recently written post for me. I visited the famous Pere Lachaise Cemetery just two weeks ago, and wrote this during my visit, while my hands turned a series of different colours from the cold. I hope you enjoy this little visit with me. You get…
Wednesdays
I am filled with blog posts that never get written. And posts that seem to get written but not published. I am weeks behind even on my travel updates. But I have decided that Wednesdays are now ‘new blog post’ days. Expect it. I will endeavour to even have posts…
Pre-Departure & Hobbits
Every day, I wake up and see the countdown widget on my phone. And every day, I am shocked and betrayed. Time marches on, without any regard for my health and sanity. We have always held each other in contempt, Time and I. Time thinks I don’t pay him the…
The Palpable Opposite of the Multiverse
Do you ever feel the weight of all the choices you didn’t make? All the lives you didn’t lead? Some people believe in a multiverse theory- the idea (in simplest form) that there are other universes where the choices that you didn’t take are lived out. I think the main…
Phoenix Rising: On Restarting
I have always loved the idea of the phoenix. I’m a bit of a sucker for rebirth. There is just something about the idea that after the fire, something is reborn from the ashes. Something new, yet something ancient. Something that has been here a thousand times before – but…