rambling Tag Posts Index

SUMMARY - (STREET PHOTOGRAPHY)

In summary, the last week consisted of days with gray skies and slow rains, the kind that dampen the spirits of even the most cheerful. And yet, as usually happens

Waiting… my least favourite allergy 🙄

You know what has to happen. You know it. It’s just a matter of speeding up and crossing the finish line… or waiting for the road to bring you those flashes in which

I said No. Why crash out?

A few months ago, someone came around my workplace. It was a weekend, official duties ended the day before, meaning my boss wasn't around. He had been around for

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I reached a milestone recently, while it's not much to talk about, it got me thinking and well, guess there's more to say about it than I initially thought. I reached

The weight of chains

@consciouscat and @new.things know how to Hive. At the risk of writing a burdensome, lengthy rambling post about human connection, I will try, defiantly, against

Plain Words

I started my new job November 10. I've not met a person there that I don't like. The work itself is easy, but very demanding mentally. I have been getting up at

Sleep Left Me, TikTok Took Over and Love Let Me Down

I was never a morning person, until a few months ago, when I started waking up at 3 a.m. for absolutely no reason. Not that I have any alarms on, I wouldn’t dare

What's Up There

Just pen it down, up there isn't sticky enough to retain much of what comes to it. I don't know, it's a bit of a stretch for me to write incoherent train of thoughts

I ran a writing workshop, in a pub, and I think I liked it

Recently, I was asked to run a creative writing workshop. I have the following as my bio and my idea of what the session would look like: In his photography, holoz0r

FICTION: The Correspondence

The letter box was stuffed with matter. As the rain pelt down after the long drive home, I was surprised that the parcel of letters and documents wasn't just a

The day I heard my heart

A body. My body. I am within it, I am it, and I am experiencing it, and through it, I can also experience the world. Others experience the world through their own

Bathtub. Pizza. Ritual. Trauma.

Bathing is such a strange and vulnerable thing. You throw yourself in the water, and can't do much else but think. Sure, you can read a book, look at a candle, listen

The Ocean

Unlike some of my friends, I do not go to see the Ocean to worship its watery depths on a regular basis. I see it sparingly, by necessity, or by travelling from

Can you see the signs?

In the constructed world, we are surrounded by instructions and warnings. They're literally called signs. Sometimes, I try to find humour in the literal meaning

Determinism and Creativity and why we're so fuzzy

Human creation, like this very text, is the output of a complex network of chemicals, reactions, re-reactions, electrical signals, and whatever it is that compels

Future history

Today, the sun blazed away in the sky, just like any other day. It tried to burn me, to coax sweat from my body, and to get me to surrender from the outdoors to

Track by Track - an interpretation of the album Lungs by Florence and the Machine

Happiness hit her, like a train on a track This is not the introduction you would expect from the likes of Florence Welsh and her masterful music produced on the

Art is a Threat

Art endures. We have seen cave paintings from thousands of years ago. We know about the pieces that are closely guarded and constantly preserved and restored in

Random Thoughts & 3 Songs Picked by the Bus Driver

As a little girl, I used to pour ash in circles on my belly, to ward off dead babies. I called on ancient symbols my childish mind had no patience for and ended

Trying to understand: Why do I want a Chesterfield in my house?!

The Chesterfield is everywhere. It is found in the dark corners of cosy dive bars. It's in the window of the cafe, where elegant people sip on their bean juice.