When I say it is different..When I say it is new..When I say pasts are over…Will you see my words true?Because I know that I mean them..Because I know that they’re real…Because I know they say much less…Than what I really feel..But will you allow me to be scared…And will you allow me to wait…ForContinue reading “New”
Monthly Archives: February 2021
Reflections – The great tits
The past few weeks there’s been these two little birdies that have been driving me crazy. CRAZY I tell you!Great tits, actually (yes. I giggled). Throughout the ENTIRE day – these two bastards LAUNCH themselves at my french doors. PECK at my french doors. Flap their wings, stomp their feet, thomp their bodies against myContinue reading “Reflections – The great tits”
Purpose
You built me a bench onceWood as black as my soulIt used to remind meOf a time I was whole. It fell right apart thoughStraight from the startAnd seeing it in piecesWas ever so hard Until I suddenly realizedThat like you and meThis bench in my gardenWas never meant to be. With pieces that crumbleThatContinue reading “Purpose”
Cinderella lies
Damn it.One mustn’t be too hasty in ones rejoicing. One shouldn’t sell the skin before the bear’s been caught. One shouldn’t celebrate before the final word’s been spoken. And one should never assume that good things might actually happen during COVID-times. Apparently. Because the curfew, after a speed-appeal and lightning courtcase was already reinstated afterContinue reading “Cinderella lies”
No more Cinderella-dating!
Woohoo!There’s a (bit of) light at the end of the tunnel!Sort of. I guess. Maybe. A little.Ok, probably not, but for now – still a yay moment:No more Cinderella dating! The Lockdown Curfew here in the Netherlands (no one allowed outside between 21:00 and 04:30) has officially been cancelled today as a decision from aContinue reading “No more Cinderella-dating!”
To be nice.
Riddle me this: HOW ARE SOME PEOPLE SO NICE?! And more importantly, how do they make it look so effortless. Because I. Don’t. Get. It. Earlier this morning I cancelled a meeting because I had to go pick up my new (27 inch!!!) monitor (size does matter, people – this badboy displays 4 Word pagesContinue reading “To be nice.”
Puntastic!
Puns make me happy.Insanely happy even. Same goes for dad jokes. And dark humor. And those blooper reels we used to watch every night at 7 when America’s Funniest Home Videos was still a thing back in the ‘00s. But puns make me the happiest of all of those. Witty plays on words trigger somethingContinue reading “Puntastic!”
Cooking disaster
Do you KNOW how many seasons of Masterchef Australia (and New Zealand), Jamie Oliver, Ready Steady Cook and Chef’s Table I’ve watched in my life?Let me give you a hint: it’s a serious lot.I fucking love cooking shows. And seeing people create awesome food. And reading up on cooking techniques, and recipes and and and.Continue reading “Cooking disaster”
Bitter tastes
Honeyed lies drank from poisoned lipsLaid my careful plans to wasteThose empty words and hidden bitesAte me up insideYet I’m still craving a taste. Because all we really seem to wantIs what might kill us fastest.Consumed by our needsFor the food of our detriment And a sip of the deadliest drinkFilling up on love. IContinue reading “Bitter tastes”
Thoughts on the Hunt
Men like the chase – they say.Remnants from earlier times, where they were the hunters and we mere women the gatherers. Where a good clubbing over the head, and being dragged into a cave was considered foreplay and where consent was a word not yet invented. An easier time, I wager, regardless of all ofContinue reading “Thoughts on the Hunt”
