To Kiss or Not to Kiss… Really?
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July 2016. iPad, phone, Sky box, news channel – yep, all confirm that it is July 2016. Definitely. So can someone please explain to me why I see the following […]
One Day
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One day I am going to grow wings. One day my life will be richer for the hardships of today, my wounds transformed into wisdom, and those that have hurt […]
I’m the King of the World! I’m the Pits of the World! (The Confidence Trickster)
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I want to talk about something that can take you a long way in life and can stop you from ever making the most of the talents that you’ve been […]
Step by Faltering Step (Part 2 of 2)
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We walk. As time passes with the sun’s rise and fall we pace, our stride purposeful. Small talk gives way to laughter and lamentations of broken pasts clear the way […]
Step by Faltering Step (Part 1 of 2)
Posted on“Get up!” My body stirs, a cracked portrait of futility. “I can’t.” “I don’t want to hear no can’ts, get up you sonofabitch!” I push myself up, my hands pressing […]
All You Good Good People… (Listen to Me)
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I always wanted to be the good guy. And on the whole I don’t think I’ve done too badly. I’m far from perfect but overall I’d say the Libran scales […]
Father’s Day – Nothing Else Matters
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“My dad always for gets forgets his fone phone. My dad macks makes tea. He likes to cuddle me. He tidys tidies up efry every day and I help. I like my […]
The Choice We ALL Must Make
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“Sleep with one eye open, gripping your pillow tight…” (Enter Sandman – Metallica) Something ugly is stirring. 49 people are dead because of who they happened to love. Riots are erupting […]
The Greatest Of All Time, For All Time – A Tribute to Muhammad Ali
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The Greatest is gone. The flame that roared furiously throughout the 1960s and 70s, that faded but continued to burn brightly over the following four decades, is extinguished. But Muhammad […]
Show Your Scars – Confronting the Beauty Myth
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“Not all wounds need healing and not all scars are ugly” (The Lonely City, Olivia Laing) We live in an age that kneels at the altar of image, where the […]