Give me a Break

There's so many types of exhaustion.  No one tells you that you can experience more than one at a time either. I am exhausted. That is the conclusion that I have come to every day for more than three years.  See, I did it again.  I say that it's been three years since I relapsed,... Continue Reading →

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Different

But they'll get ill and ruin the fun Or they'll get sick and cancel anyway And it's way too much for them Better not ask them at all When did 'don't stare' become 'ignore', 'avoid'? Don't make eye contact They might start talking Then what do you say back? Awkward. The ugliest truth is always... Continue Reading →

Reality Check

I dream that I am on a train. At first, the train is just a means to an end - I am stuck on it, I am escaping something else - but then my subconscious realises the glorious potential that being on a train can offer. No more bad weather, failed connections and terrifyingly dark,... Continue Reading →

The Help Conundrum

Maybe it's the easiest thing in the world to say 'oh, if there's anything you need...' but what do we mean by that?  Do we mean anything other than that we're expressing a vague sentiment of fellow-feeling, sympathy, pity, interest, concern ...?  I don't know.  Maybe it's a bit like that other chestnut that we... Continue Reading →

O Tempora! O Mores!

[picture to follow when both computer and myself are feeling somewhat better; please check back!]   I never quite 'got' the grandfather clock song, it didn't make sense to me that the clock just stopped when the old man died; clocks aren't sentient, even if they can be sensitive, so how could the clock 'know',... Continue Reading →

Wise words whether it's our response to food or a more general attitude: Moodscope: Don't yuck someone else's yum..

Whilst I may not personally have the soundest of relationships with food and eating habits or with my body or myself, it seems that it could be a lot worse.  And worse than any personal issue or problem, it seems Society as a whole has a pretty crazy, a pretty warped, a pretty futile outlook... Continue Reading →

Water Babies

What is it with the sea? We sat watching the sea-green waves roll in, continuously  never-ending, entranced. The waves were high but not fierce, despite the windy day; perhaps the curve of the bay broke some of their force because it was likely choppy further out. The waves at our local beaches behave very differently, the... Continue Reading →

Bagged

Bags, like anything else we wear, say a lot about us.  Are we fashionable?  Do we have money to blow?  Are we practical?  Are we likely to be accompanied by nappy-sporting, snot-bubbling juniors?  Some don't even carry a bag.  It's mainly males.  Our society tells them they don't need bags.  But they invariably end up... Continue Reading →

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