This year has been kind of an extraordinary one in that there has been so much bad but also so much good. Here is some of the good stuff I did in 2017. Talked to strangers. Took chances. Walked in the rain. Sorted out my … Continue reading The year was 2017
Okay so I know I said I hate Black Friday and terrible consumerism and I stand by that. I do. But on Saturday I went with a friend for a gorgeous walk in nature, sunshine, a couple of owls and not a single shop in … Continue reading Holy days
I left Zimbabwe when I was sixteen. Sixteen is a difficult age at the best of times and leaving behind everything that I knew was hard. I missed home and I missed my friends. I missed the Zambezi River. And even though it was just … Continue reading On Zimbabwe, home and belonging
After sitting with my girlfriends over coffee and talking dramatically about ‘oh god no money’ and ‘oh man so bad at budgeting,’ I happened to walk past my favourite little boutique. And you know that feeling when your knees go weak and your heart starts … Continue reading Lace
Everyone is posting Nazi stuff on Facebook. And the general feeling is one of shock and horror, as it should be. How can this be, how could this happen, is what all the posts say. It happens under our noses. Many years ago I went … Continue reading Stand up
Yesterday I wrote a list about all the things that I like. Coffee Food The Internet Long Walks My dogs Netflix Talking to people I like. Sex Maple syrup down my cleavage Cheeseburgers And the ocean. Later in the day I took my Dad out … Continue reading Things we both like
Someone asked me today how I am and without thinking or analysing or overthinking I replied that I’m good. That I’m busy at work which is fantastic. And busy with life and a bit of love and also with dogs and kids and friends and the sweetest ripest granadillas and fresh food and fruit and very good wine and I realised something.
Even with our political turmoil, I’m happy.
Even with a love life that is sometimes in turmoil, I’m happy.
Maybe it’s the weather; these glorious autumn days with glorious autumn colours.
Maybe it’s the possibility of love.
Of new kisses.
Maybe it’s the dope I smoked.
Or all the dancing I’ve done.
I don’t know.
It could be because I finally learned how to use semi-colons which make me feel so good, like I love using them and I think I need to use one immediately; would this be right?
I don’t know why, I just feel happy.
Perhaps I’ve become less difficult to please. More comfortable with me. And you.
And with life.
I just want to shout it out.
I’M KINDA HAPPY.
It’s a good feeling.