Warning: Don't read this is you still have a conservative view of dating and relationships. I didn't realise how safe I had made my life since my break-up. The more I think about it, I can see that my original choice of man was a reflection of what the world expected of me. It's just […]
Every morning I pull a Dragonfea Oracle card. Some cards I've seen countless times and others I would swear hadn't been in the pack that I've owned for a good couple of years. This morning, after a draining weekend with my body, I pulled one of those cards that I've never received a message from […]
It?s Sunday morning and the antics of blogging are hysterical. My 3G connection from Vodacom (so naming and shaming) has been non functional in the flat, but when I?m at any else?s WiFi I?m styling. I don?t know how much of the ?riddled with guilt? part of my personality I actually share with you, but […]
Most of my fret about boxes has been my concern that dragons and fairies couldn't breathe with the amount of bubble wrap they were smothered in. The other concern is that I couldn't breathe until I knew the made a safe trip to the other side (no, not other world, just to the new house) […]
If I could pick an easier route at times, I think I would jump at the opportunity. That moment always ends up being fleeting when I realise how much I would have missed out on had I changed one moment of my life. It's been 15 months of blogging but it's been 7 years since […]
I'm half dressing, half blogging and finishing off the last bit of packing. It's a checklist free moment, which I thought I would never achieve in my life. It takes a lot of trust for a control freak to pack with the realisation that I'm not going to the middle of nowhere and if I've […]
Everyone is laughing at me because I take far too many pictures of Saphirah. I'm officially?censoring the quantity of pricelessly cute moments I capture with my adorable little kitty. There's also the devilish side that keeps waking me in the crazy hours of the morning with either a claw in my head, my butt or […]
Oooh, I can feel the workaholic kicking in. You would think that after a year of 'project me' and workaholic syndrome being the focal point for most of the year, that I would be able to tick it off the 'unhealed' list. Damn, it's a bitch that traits, addictions or issues don't just get erased […]
I can't believe that this all began a year ago. More than that, I can't believe how much I have changed and grown in one year and I can't believe that it has all been documented and my story is out there. Only once have I ever gone back and ready any of the past […]
There is always the one thing that pushes for the final?decision?and the big announcement even though everyone around seems to know what the outcome is going to be. I have been mortified at the responses of my friends when I tell them that I am continuing to blog 'project me' on a daily basis for […]
