Bone tired

It’s been a busy – but interesting – time at work. I’m hanging out for some time off over Christmas, and I’m planning on doing not very much! Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep… The sound is insistent, rousing me from my sleep. I don’t want to be awake. Not yet. I am half in the…

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Crush

I have to admit I’ve developed a bit of a crush on Travis Fimmel aka Ragnar Lothbrok in Vikings! Every once in a while, she becomes fixated on a handsome man, someone she sees in a TV show or in a movie. There is no magic algorithm for the attraction: indeed, they are men she…

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Road kill

This piece is short and not so sweet. I was horrified at the number of dead animals I saw on the side of the road on a recent work trip to the Riverland. They lie as they fall, strewn at random intervals along the side of the road. All mowed down by unsuspecting drivers, eyes…

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Fred Smith

I was invited to a show at a local Returned Servicemen’s League. It’s not something that I would usually go to, but I’m a sucker for Remembrance Day activities, so I thought: what have I got to lose? I crept in late, found my friends and slid into my seat, stopping at the bar for…

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Eighty odd

Inspiration from a recent run. Thirsty, I stopped at the tap. Running in warmer weather, I liked to drink every few kilometres to keep hydrated. And along the River Torrens – my regular route – local councils dotted drinking fountains at regular intervals. Mostly, they were located near playgrounds and barbecues, and I had stopped…

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Something, anything

Guess what I did yesterday…? I’m stuck. Frozen. I look around the room. Three sets of eyes watch me, waiting, hands hold ballpoints poised over lined, virgin notepads. These eyes and hands are expecting something. Anything. I fight the overwhelming urge to flee. To be free. I look at my watch: I’ve only just sat…

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Superman

NaNoWriMo has inspired me to write something every day. This is little piece is yesterday’s effort. This morning, as I walked through City Cross on my way to work, Superman swept past me, a giant “S” emblazoned on his chest, cape swishing behind him. He wished me a lovely day. Superman was slight, and his…

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Crazy dream

This is a crazy, crazy, CRAZY dream I had last night… I was locked up in a place called Bedford, a gaol housing all sorts of inmates, including Keanu Reeves. My crime? Being a non-conformist at work and speaking my mind, particularly around communication. I tried to give an example to my superiors about how…

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Mani-pedi

This is an excerpt from a reflective piece I wrote on Saturday afternoon. She gifted me a mani-pedi as practice for her nail technician’s course. I told her this is the reason we have children. It was relaxing and quite a role reversal. The child providing care and comfort to the mother, that sort of…

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