Not A Letter To My Younger Self
Writing Prompt; I Believe The Sun Never Sets
As I biked through the paddy field, under an orange lined sky, I basked in the glory of the dying sun. Then I thought, how egotistical, how self indulgent, to believe that the sun is dying when it’s just moving around the globe. Still lighting another land or breaking the morning sky open or baking other people in it’s midday heart.
Continue reading “Writing Prompt; I Believe The Sun Never Sets”Lock Down Eases In Vietnam
Here in Vietnam the Covid 19 lockdown is easing. I feel so lucky to be living here, in this country that had a pandemic plan.
Most businesses and shops are now open, although beaches, spas, gyms and bars remain closed. Today was the first day that I was back at the writer’s group in person- rather than on screen.
Our writing prompt today was, “Today I Noticed…”
Continue reading “Lock Down Eases In Vietnam”My Truth – Gripping The Tightrope
My feelings as the Coronavirus Fear started to bite. (10 minute writing prompt.)
My truth is that I’m so fucking tired. I juggle all the things that I think I should. My face mostly calm while I do so – my feet gripping the tightrope – my leg muscles constantly adjusting to the tension of a new ball to juggle. Kids, autism, dyslexia, dyspraxia, dysgraphia, work, venues, customers – vegan customers, high maintenance customers, low maintenance ones – relationships, support, love, irritation, anger, laughter. I juggle all these things and more, and mostly I do ok.
But now a strange menace has crept into my arena and is pulling the tightrope, tugging it and pinging it.
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