Do What You Love
In this new life, still shiny-pink and small, I want to be mindful. Mindful of who I am and what I want. Mindful of where are headed and where I came from. Mindful of what drives me and makes life worth living. To that end, I am undertaking some personal DIY. First, I am … Continue reading
One Year
One year ago, we took a one-way trip to America. Since leaving Heathrow that morning we’ve been rather busy. We’ve clocked 15,000 miles by car, plane, bus, train, boat, bicycle and ferry. We’ve visited 5 states and 19 North American cities (not including driving through dozens if not hundreds of one-stop-light towns and villages). On … Continue reading
Hello, world
Once a month I have a night or two of insomnia. Despite a double-dose of painkillers my aches crunch on, dulled but unabated, and so I am left to ponder the world in a quietude all my own. I’ve come to enjoy the peaceful time, the botherings aside, and consider it a small space where … Continue reading
The Plunge
Bean’s visa was approved last week. We left the Embassy and, after a celebratory pitstop in the decadent Selfridges Food Hall, we boarded a river cruise down the Thames. Saying goodbye to London and landing at Greenwich — ground zero; the place where time began — to watch the sunset. Fitting for the beginning of … Continue reading
The woes of the privileged
Once upon a time I wrote a story. It got published in an anthology. (I was pretty excited.) Now my publisher wants to print a limited edition novella of my story. Not the whole anthology, just my story. On its own. My name on the front cover. So far, this is all rather fairy-tale-ish. And … Continue reading
The Beginning of Goodbye
I have been delinquent, but dear reader, I have cause! After all my fussy griping and limbo doldrums, Life has moved into the fast lane. So fast, in fact, I can’t be warbling on the internet this morning as there are far too many things to be doing which are super uninteresting but Very Important. … Continue reading
Par Avion take flight
I have to come clean. I’ve been harbouring a secret. And in the world of full-frontal bloggery, that’s tantamount to sin. I mean, what is a blog if not a license to read and judge a total stranger’s faceless life? So I’ll start at the beginning. * A million years ago, I resolved to do … Continue reading
Que Sera Sara? 