Echoes to the evolution

Some kind of wanderer who finds solace in the absurd.

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** edit: How quickly we forget. After saving this entry I saw on the right hand side a link to “on this day” … and it took me back to Mother’s day 2015: https://www.prosebox.net/entry/297935/ I f...


April 15, 2018

Step in time. in Crossing the void

This was written last week, but it’s the eve of what would have been Mum’s 73rd birthday, so I figured to post in now. It’s been quite some time since I sat down to pen thoughts at an airport. ...


April 07, 2018

Of the dust. in Crossing the void

I had every intention of coming in here and reading and catching up on everyone the other night, and instead just sat in the living room with my housemate watching ridiculous TV. I guess I needed...


Lots has been happening on this side of the pond. Something clicked deep inside of me the other day about the ex. I had the house to myself for the first time in a long time and no plans to do a...


January 25, 2018

Dangle danger. in Crossing the void

Huh. It was a dangled carrot dance thrown at me in perhaps the last moments of despair and facing imminent loss – but the idea and the seed was planted there. That he had a ring size chart, getti...


I met with the ex on Friday to cement the break up. I was nervous but also happy in a strange kind of way and excited to see him. It was a very odd mix of emotions. I hadn’t wanted to think too m...


January 18, 2018

Naked ambition in Crossing the void

Dating is not easy. At all. After matching with several people during the speed dating escapades – and having no clue what name matched with whatever hazy image I had in my brain, I agreed to a d...


January 10, 2018

Speed racer in Crossing the void

I’ll write in detail when I get time, the holiday was interesting, nearly killed my sister at least 3 times and threw her phone across the room on day 2. ha. Went speed dating last night with my...


December 09, 2017

From old to new. in Crossing the void

I broke up with him. Eventually. I spent the first 3 weeks away from him for the last week of my work, then visiting family who were all ill - and then he had gastro on the weekend he had his dau...


October 23, 2017

Blindside. in Crossing the void

I’ve not yet been able to bounce back to a positive frame of mind over this. In fact, I’ve discovered a defence mechanism that I never even knew that I had, where I become this distant, almost st...


October 14, 2017

And, the drop. in Crossing the void

I am not entirely sure what happened really. It’s been a hard few weeks He carries trauma from his ex-wife, she cheated on him and she is now with that man. Her main mechanism for communication w...


Slip dip slippery slope choked to the broke(n) will. I upped and outed over the side and said faretheewell to a battle that was only ever uphill. It’s funny you know, in the wash of it all peo...


August 26, 2017

Day 365. in Crossing the void

It’s been a year, since it ended. Her life. I’ve walked a treacherous few days in the lead up to this anniversary. Flinching at memories as they appear at me like headlights on a lonesome highwa...


August 15, 2017

bullocks. in Crossing the void

Cloaked in a coat of anxiety today. Such an utterly useless emotions for daily life. Fight or flight, I get it. But for daily machinations of the weekday grind - its purpose serve nothing other t...


Guys, my best friend on TedX - talking about her circus school for kids with Autism. If you’ve known me for years, you’ll know her as Mouse. We have held each other through so much heartache and ...


Thumpiddy thump thump THUD. Sounds like an apt description of my heart when my mind wanders about for a slice of time, contemplating my future moves for my career. How if I was asked if I was a ...


August 10, 2017

flow free. in Crossing the void

Sometimes I forget that I used to come here, to download my brain and its woes. Somewhere along the way I ended up trading that for a counsellor, which makes no sense whatsoever. It has been and ...


I’d promised myself to commit to writing every day for 30 days. Just try one thing, for 30 days and stick to it. Know that you can complete something. That was 3 days ago and alas, I am already d...


June 10, 2017

40th. in Crossing the void

Today would have been their 40th wedding anniversary. Stamped dates in time like anniversaries have such an odd effect, where you are involuntarily spun back in time and place. Dad is incredibly...


Tomorrow, the southern hemisphere marks the day to celebrate Mothers. I promised myself that I would pummel letters in to words onto keyboards and on to screens to try to section off the swirl of...


Thought that I had it nailed really. I think, however, that perhaps I just switched scenery and climate once more and dragged the same stuff along with me. I guess that’s what happen when your in...


So, I landed a job in Sydney (which is about 900km from hometown Gold Coast). Its a changing of the guard once again. This time back on southern hemisphere soil. It’s a risk, really. It means th...


I’m flooded by a bit of grief today. Its not just the fact that its Mums birthday I don’t think. Or that is easter, or that such ticks across the calendar always remind of where I have been in t...


EDITED … This was a draft entry that I wrote some time ago … and stopped mid point. Can’t recall way. Lots has happened since then. Some confronting, some painful and some happy and completely u...


And also unexpected and glorious. Last night I had deep talks with Bachelor number 2. In between silly sexting and banter he dropped in that I should break it off with farmer and date him instea...


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