Month: July 2014

Breathe, lay back #MemoToSelf

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Often, I panic about everything. Not to say I’m an anxious person, and I’ve never had a panic attack or anything, but I manage to make mountains out of ant hills with great ease.

Today should have been one such day, where I’d panic first and rationalize later. But I didn’t. I’m so proud.

What possibly could have been the catalyst to my non-panic? Let’s see… Well, I had no money to get to work today (basic story-line to any broke persons life), then I almost missed the bus (after I managed to get taxi fare from a friend) and finally, someone pick-pocketed my phone off of me in the bus this morning.

Normally, I would have blown a gasket and it’s babies, but today I kept calm and collected. Surprising reaction, really, it was.

So now I’m here,thinking of ways to acquire a new phone, do a sim swap, get back my lost contacts, etc. I haven’t the foggiest idea how to tackle all that just yet… Me being at work kinda has much to do with my lack of creativity, but hey… That’s alright though. Right?

I’ve long been trying to adopt a more relaxed, more centered sense of self and the world around me. I’m glad it finally kicked in. I mean, I’m a far cry from Zen but I’m on my way there. Awesomeness!

I just gotta remember to breathe and lay back, anytime, anywhere. It all begins in the mind, then the rest of you follows through.



For My Boerjie Sisi – The amazing Charlee

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Because words fail me still…

It’s only a month since your passing and it feels like it’s been a lifetime without you. I miss you darling friend. I haven’t been able to write, sing nor sleep the same. I wonder how you are, whether you’re happy or at peace.

I miss you more each day. I shutter to think of the pain your family is going through still. The pain they’ll go through whenever they remember you.

Seldom has a friend and sister crept into my heart as fast as you did, and I guess it was just, because I lost you so suddenly and way too early.

So as the words to that Beyonce song go… (No, not Drunk In Love or Blow – cos that’s was how we rolled.)

Heaven couldn’t wait for you, so go on, go home.