I never really got winter, all the doom, the gloom and darkness used to engulf me. Melbourne with its wet and cold windy days, chilled me right to my bones. A thick heavy fog clung till the very last day. Then I moved to the hills and everything changed. Each morning I wake to the…… Continue reading Day 238
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Day 182
Dear wind, I can hear you gently tapping on my window and whispering my name through rustling leaves. You have my full attention every time you blow right near. You came into my life so fiercely and pounded everything I knew right into the ground. Were you angry that life got busy and a little…… Continue reading Day 182
Day 154
Something has changed this week. You are still you, it must’ve been me. You almost had me, apparently this is what you do. In a blink of an eye I woke back up to my life. Emerging from the shadows I came into the light. The freshness of this moment, a cool wind now blows.…… Continue reading Day 154
