Whole

I just want to feel something againDone with brokenNumbAnd sad.  I just want to be myself againDone with mourning,WhatI had.  I just want to love someone againDone with lonely,GoingMad.  I just want to know myself againDone with excuses,FeelingBad.  I just want toWant toNeed toBe just whole again.  But I don’t know if I can.

Tinder Tales – A case of the Roy

So.It turns out I’m a total name-ist when it comes to dating, hahaha. Or at least, when it comes to my current Tinder-swiping behaviors. When asked to describe my (physical) taste in men I usually fall back on the silly description ‘a boyish, slender, boy-next-door type, you know, Shawn Mendes-ish-y with great hair’. Too specific?Continue reading “Tinder Tales – A case of the Roy”

Dancing in the rain

Yesterday I decided I could totally be one of those girls who can take her ass outside while dancing in the rain – being overjoyed with life regardless of torrential downpours.You know the ones, they’re main characters in the romcoms and always manage to keep their hair and make-up intact regardless of the buckets ofContinue reading “Dancing in the rain”

Missing the McNoms!

Do you know what I miss most since we’ve been in various degrees of lockdown ‘round here in the Netherlands?It’s not human interaction. It’s not physical contact. It’s not being able to go wherever, whenever and not worry about witnessing people stir up trouble over something so simple as wearing a mask. Nope.I’m a simpleContinue reading “Missing the McNoms!”

Puzzled

It’s when I stopped looking For you….All the time,Every time,That I found the time.  No more staring at the driveway,Or just glancing at the door,Waiting,Knowing you won’t come around no more.No more staring at my phone,Or looking for your name, on the list of who read what where,Waiting,Knowing you’re no longer there.  It’s when IContinue reading “Puzzled”

Tinder Tales – Ixnay on the Indertay

Back into the fray, my dear! With a sentence like this? I can actually imagine myself sitting atop a huge black horse, on a mountaintop, looking down on the battlefield of love. Armor fully intact but battleworn and with a heavy heart (with one too many patches, maybe). But ready for battle none the less.Continue reading “Tinder Tales – Ixnay on the Indertay”