Month: June 2011

  • Witnessing a break up in a cafe this morning.

    Blonde hair, consciously chosen, low-cut, tight fitted top. Inviting bosom. Nervous glances, looking back at the counter towards the man. Slowly comes and sits right infront of me, on this faded, depressed couch. Staring into space, twiddling her thumbs. Straightening her...
  • Quarter life crisis, mid life crisis? I say marriage cri

    “Your life is over…how you know it”, said a friend. It made me crumble. Why was it that despite being with someone and loving him for so many years, once I got engaged, I freaked out? “You must be over the...