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Day 55 of Isolation: Friday are for Flowers
Today is Friday or you could call it Monday, Sunday, Wednesday… It really doesn’t matter since every day feels the same. Courtesy of COVID, we all have zero idea when this will be over, zero places to be and absolutely zero chance of being late. Which for those of us who had time-management as a…
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Day 17,18 of Isolation: $2 Teeth & No Smile
Yesterday I woke up slightly lower than usual. You know the feeling of hitting your head accidentally, and then you feel that throbbing that persists? Well, Saturday felt like that. We had some champagne the other night which must have not agreed with me. Another day in isolation felt the same as the one before…
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Au Revior Eggs, hello day 3
“Seriously…. not the eggs too!” I found myself on a third grocery-trip this week. Panic buying came second to Australian media acting like a dog with rabies or like your little sitter after her first kiss as she sprints around the hall. Someone needs to trip her or throw something to make her stop. It…
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5# The Question, the Letter & the Answer of WHY in Domestic Violence
“ If you love me, you’ll forgive her.” I remember that very moment. I just looked at him, really looked. Quietly documenting the degrees of denial he coated himself in. What a horrible person he had become; my parent. My person – someone I couldn’t trust anymore. My measuring glass of right and wrong,…
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#4 The Question, the Letter & the Answer of WHY in Domestic Violence
Domestic Violence is something my dad said wasn’t happening until a physiologist stuck a label on it, after the fifth time it happened. The therapist gave him a diagram to take home like some sort of receipt. ‘Homework,’ dad called it, he stuck it to the fridge. I had been saying it since the first…
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3# The Question, the Letter & the Answer of WHY in Domestic Violence
It’s almost funny how a simple, everyday situation can suddenly flip in just a second. I think about how I’ll have to hide in the house and watch what rooms I visit. Survival mode switched on, more intensely after the first few days. Weeks. From now on I’ll have to lock the…
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2# The Question, the letter & the Answer of WHY in Domestic Violence
Contrary to popular belief, the act isn’t the worst part. Of Domestic Violence I mean. Well in my experience it’s not. The part I will never forget is the quiet that settles after. The change in behaviors. The devastation that takes weeks, months to rinse out of your clothes. It’s all I can…
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The Question, the Letter & the Answer of WHY in Domestic Violence
“You’re being cruel, ” he emails me weekly. “Unsupportive…” … selfish.” “ Mean.” All effective synonyms, I circle like a crossword. My email had become a log of Uber receipts, upcoming sales for Princess Polly and a 56-year-old man’s loneliest thoughts….
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Day 30: Terrace Houses or Fish Tanks ?
Terrace houses are the pug’s face of living spaces. All smooshed and compact, shallow and at times feel quite claustrophobic. Possibly a temperature-tantrum in the making with COVID… however still a city living experiment that I think everyone should try at least once. Small and yet purposeful little spaces. You have to be certain about…
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Welcome to The Isolati0n Diarie$
A game where the whole world takes themselves hostage in their houses and are forced to do all the things we complained we had never the time to do. Dealing with our issues or drinking them. Hobbies that include hiding from ourselves, working from home, procrastinating, productivity, distraction, the rough transition to becoming a runner,…
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Sugar Babies < Older Ladies
It was a tired Friday night. Dad and I arrived at the Thai restaurant to what would be our last hurrah before I flew the nest. AKA left home. In my room was the final box, with a depressing puddle of activewear at the very bottom. Both of us were feeling rather lost about me leaving.…
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HmmmmMMM
I read another message. Phone lights up. I see it, I may even open it. And then I let it go. It’s almost like my mind is a crate. It can’t hold anything, it’s not capable. It doesn’t care. Animosity – nope. Anger – no thanks. A thick layer of disappointment has settled and…
Beyond Curious 