Organ donation … and broken hearts

I’ve just eavesdropped a dialogue from the kitchen between Kelly and a visitor who’s left green crocs at the doormat. I’m not making this up. Fashion sense. Why green, though? Because green is the color of money, grass, oak leaves, and alien bombs. How the hell would I know why it was green? Anyway, she’s sobbing uncontrollably. She’s told Kelly, amid her spasms, that she’d given her heart to someone. The whole of it. And as if I haven’t heard enough, this dude broke it.

What? Heart. So people do that? Yes. Organ donation. … More Organ donation … and broken hearts

Goals …

  Cat: Where are you going? Alice: Which way should I go? Cat: That depends on where you are going. Alice: I don’t know. Cat: Then it doesn’t matter which way you go. Lewis Carroll,  Alice in Wonderland.

Dream chasers

My coffee’s steaming. The mist clouds some damp on my wall mirror and rains back onto my study desk. It’s such a spectacle for an idle mind. I know the charm and poetry of quiet nights when from dusk to dawn you sit at your desk or indulge your mind with dreams. I believe, I … More Dream chasers

My phone :(

Hi peeps, do you ever feel this way. Like lonely or something close? *searches for words* Restless? As if you haven’t really met yourself yet. As is you’d passed yourself once in the fog, and your heart leapt – ‘Ah! There I Am! I’ve been missing that piece!’ But it happens too fast, and then … More My phone 😦