Tag Archives: goodbye

You’re in my way as I try to move on

Posted on October 11, 2016 by

Airports make me sentimental or maybe it is me just being sentimental for various reasons or no particular reason. The sitting around watching people say teary goodbyes have a way of awakening my emotions. I constantly question why goodbyes are … Continue reading →

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Looking forward and not back

Posted on September 22, 2016 by

In a few days  I will be saying goodbye to a job I have had for 7 years… I constantly say to myself 7 years !!! Where has time gone and how did it happen? I try not to think … Continue reading →

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One is not always the loneliest number

Posted on August 21, 2016 by

For days I have tried writing, but instead sat staring at the blinking cursor lacking the inspiration, hoping that I could will the words churning in my head to flow and set some of my thoughts free. Maybe I am a … Continue reading →

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Go run with me

Posted on August 2, 2016 by

I talk about running and how it is my escape and my therapy and also in most posts I mention the coffee shop I constantly haunt. So put on your running shoes on and lets go for a short run. … Continue reading →

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It is a bittersweet goodbye

Posted on July 30, 2016 by

I stand outside on the porch on my last night, while the hot humid wind blows in my face. The moon is glistening in a distance, faintly lighting up the tree lined street, while a single lamp lights up the … Continue reading →

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The roller coaster ride is slowing down and I am ready to jump off

Posted on July 23, 2016 by

I sit here on the floor using my coffee table as a table to write while the pastries bake for the farmers market. Instead of baking pastries or deserts I should be focussing on moving out, after all I am … Continue reading →

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Why is out of sight not out of mind?

Posted on July 21, 2016 by

It is now less than 2 weeks to go before I move out of this apartment and I constantly feel like I am sitting on a ticking time bomb, called my emotions. I never realized how emotionally draining moving could … Continue reading →

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If these walls could talk, I would like to hear what it says

Posted on July 16, 2016 by

I walk into the apartment after work and just like the hot humid air outside I am suddenly hit by a sudden surge of emotions. Maybe it was the almost empty space that makes it suddenly seem so real. I … Continue reading →

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Change is difficult, but not changing is fatal

Posted on July 9, 2016 by

The fan whirls over me on a hot and humid Saturday morning trying to give me a sense of cool air while the birds chirp outside and the pastries bake in the oven.  I am starting to feel nostalgic as … Continue reading →

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Some scars never heal

Posted on May 22, 2016 by

A wish from wordpress on 2 years of blogging forced me to go back in time and read some of my old posts. I can’t believe that it has already been 2 years and I am for the most part … Continue reading →

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