spotscoob

Wrapped in scarfs and winter threads, the two of us sat on those airport seats. A return flight to Perth awaited you and a weekend escape to Sydney was ready for my carry on baggage. This unspoken silence chilled our spines, the unknown uncertainty of what existed beyond our four days of intertwined romance, chattered […]

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It’s 4 p.m. on a Sunday afternoon. You went home alone in a taxi on a Saturday night for the 3rd consecutive weekend in a row and watched your coupled friends affectionately frolic off into the night sky through the cabs rear view mirror. You’ve just completed brunch with two of your girls and on your walk […]

coverflamingo

Runnin’ by David Dallas invigorates my ear lobes; a horizon of open road immersed in bush is in my view as my calves’ pound tarseal roads.  My RunKeeper activity interrupts the tracks motion, time 33 minutes, distance 6.8 kilometres, average pace 4.54 minutes per kilometre.  A smirk of achievement overcomes me, in this moment I’m […]

HOMEBLOG

That moment in Garden State when Zach Braff uttered that line “you know that point in your life when you realize the house you grew up in isn’t really your home anymore?” Is a piece of cinema dialogue that has always remained cemented in my memory, at the time when I viewed that film in […]

soberblog2

I stare into the rations of a ginger beer on the rocks, the commotion of a bar evolves around me, friends share amplified conversations as they brim with liquor lathe lip service, trying to compete against the amplified sound of a live band in the apposing room and the echoed conversations of this overcrowded venue. […]

onedoctorslongblack

Roasted beans ignite my excitement; the possibilities of this hump day Wednesday arouse my nasal passages. I order takeaway coffees for McDreamy and I; internal narration takes over. What will happen upstairs? Will I open the door and he’s standing there in nothing but tightly fitted briefs, his chest hair scented like the cinnamon of […]

ikeablog

Remember that elated feeling you got when you first strutted through the line of a crowded club and straight inside because you were on the door list? Whether you were 18 or 23 and whether you’re a modest soul or a drama prone diva. You still got that nonchalant sense of elation, cued Kanye West’s Flashing […]

themostfunyoucanhaveblog

Life is nothing if not change is a phrase from one of my favourite texts Holding the Man, it’s a notion that since reading that work I have instilled into my outlook towards life. Living with this notion in the back of mind has allowed me to accept the good, the bad and the ugly […]