There is so much that I want to do. But I am tired. Tired. Tired doesn’t feel like strong enough a word. I am exhausted, deflated, broken down and burnt-out. I am an empty tank, a cracked glass which leaks water faster than it can be filled. I am a shaking breath, being drawn into... Continue Reading →
I feel like I am trying to do everything all at once. Everything is due within moments, nothing has been started, yet all must be finished. I do not know where to begin, every task is as important as the next, each stalled step leaves me further behind. Yet the more I have to do... Continue Reading →
When did my day begin? When my eyes opened? Even though they did so against their will. After the first coffee? Or after the second and third which followed. After completing my first task of the day? A task I did not put upon my list is perhaps a task that does not count. When... Continue Reading →
I feel broken, yet I’m not really sure why…nothing has changed. I have come to learn. Something that others have known far longer. I need time to grieve, for someone long since gone from my own life. I am full of sorrow for someone whose journey has ended, far too young, and I must face... Continue Reading →
It was always going to be difficult. Balance is hard enough to find, in amongst the chaos, but now more than ever I wanted to find a way to do that which I wanted, which I needed without it detracting from all that I had currently carried.Overloaded and overburdened I could have carried on, but... Continue Reading →
Monday 25th January 2021 Perpetually busy is my default setting. I don't sit still well, my mind is often erratic and I jump from task to task as spuriously as my thoughts change. Sometimes I wonder if I've taken on too much, and then even after taking the downtime that I clearly need, I find... Continue Reading →
I haven’t done much in the way of writing this month, at least writing that has been intended for sharing. I did however start the year; that is already rushing in, with a great deal of creative energy by taking part in a very exclusive night of writing alongside one of my favourite writing companions,... Continue Reading →
And she is with us. There is often no reason to force the words for they will come. The words often unknown until they are committed to paper. I miss mum. Getting to Carnoustie was hard, we all resisted and dragged our heels, but we are here now. It pains me that she is not... Continue Reading →
For a while, I have been trying, to find within me some semblance of synchronicity and balance. After months of an unintended and sedentary lifestyle my mind feels like it has begun to atrophy along with my body. Now it is September and I must begin to prepare for my return to University after five... Continue Reading →
