In the days of yore and in lands yonder, fountains of oatmeal were a common sight. They dotted the villages and hamlets, in their central squares and plazas. 202 more words
Tags » Brain Dump
I’m going to go back to the original nature and purpose of me starting up this blog. I have knack for never being able to turn my brain off and casually slip into anxiety very easily when it comes down to subjects that could potentially go wrong in my life. 306 more words
I am knackered, to the bones weary, entering into the last month of pregnancy is not easy especially with a toddler. I am in awe of the single mothers who do this, I’ve got help…a lot of help and I’m pretty spoilt so I really applaud the woman who are looking after their children without any help (even if you do have a partner – I could never do FIFO for example). 409 more words
I wrote this yesterday. It’s blunt and it’s honest and I needed to share it.
I’m writing this sat on a train platform, wheezing.
I’ve just missed a train because it was at the other end of the platform and I couldn’t even power walk for it, let alone run. 485 more words