Humty Dumpty sat on the wall overviewing the arena. It was just a few minutes before noon when the tournament was to commence. Filled with excitement the young Humpty was perched atop the wall swaying his body nervously. The stalls below…
A tribute to failure
We need to start re-evaluating what it means to be successful The world worships success. On Instagram before-and-after pictures gets thousands of likes. Couples that stayed together for decades are national treasures. “How I got rich” is a constant bestseller,…
A PhD storyline…
The dark side of a doing a PhD no one properly warned you about In addition to some really rather wonderful things, doing a PhD comes with a lot of emotional luggage. It’s like dating that hot chick/dude in school…
Third-wheeling or being a single female passed 30
For as long as I can remember I have been the third wheel, or the fifth, or the seventh, or… you get the idea. At weddings, I am the one placed next to a socially-misadjusted cousin. At dinner, I am…
My biggest fear
I’m heading for a cliff’s edge where no bridges have been built. I worry, not to fall over, but to foolishly stand there looking over the drop. I’m on a pursuit for a path that not only feds the passing…
Strangers, victims, cowards and “heroes”
A while back I was reminded of a past situation as the head of a man I first could not recall, popped through my open door and called for my attention. Approximately two year ago I was woken up in…
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hide: A self-portrait
The moment in which Audrey succumbs to her carnal affection for Agent Cooper he tells her: “Secrets are dangerous things Audrey”, and as the story unfolds Audrey’s dangerous duality is only bested by a dead girl (Twin Peaks s.1 ep.6).…
17th Memory Lane ave.
As though a person in love waiting for a scheduled rendezvous, the excitement of my South Africa trip is finally starting to kicking in. As the new day dawns, this feeling for the future will be replaced by the experience…
Simply living or living simply
There is something to be said about the mundane. A charm in the nothingness that happens everyday, in the essence that could be described as nothing less than life. For a while now this is what has been my bedfellow;…
Another one bites the dust
I hate goodbyes. Not because I mind change, or for good things to come to an end. New things are always around the corner. At a third of my life lived, my lifestyle has seen to it that I experience…