Keri-lee Griffiths
Photo by Rakicevic Nenad on Pexels.com I’ve started to write this five times and deleted it four. Deep breath. This is a great start. Is it a bit dramatic? Perhaps it’s a bit ominous. It has the same feel as the message that says: Call me, we need to talk. Your stomach and heart trade... Continue Reading →
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com One foot in front of the other. Slow and steady. Loose stones crunch beneath my feet. It’s still warm out, but there’s a breeze rustling the leaves. It’s taking the edge off the setting sun. How is it still this hot at— what time is it— 8:50 PM? Whew, that... Continue Reading →
Photo by: Keri-lee Griffihs It’s a few minutes before 10 AM on a sunny Tuesday morning, and I have nothing to do. All of my plans and responsibilities fell through or have been postponed. My time is my own for the next few hours, and I'm left with a bit of a quandary. What do... Continue Reading →
Photo by: Keri-lee Griffiths It feels like a lifetime has passed, but I'm standing in a time capsule. It all looks the same. Nothing has changed at all. The smells and sounds are exactly how I remember them. It's a little louder than it used to be and a bit overwhelming, but the familiarity brings... Continue Reading →
Photo by Valentin Antonucci on Pexels.com *Originally written: August 2022* Where are they? Come on, I know they’re here somewhere. They have to be here. They couldn’t walk out on their own. How old did that make me sound? Damn it, where did I put my hiking boots? It’s been too long since I laced... Continue Reading →
Photo by alleksana from Pexels I don’t know how to start this post. I've written and rewritten the first sentence a dozen times. Every time I sit down to write this, I hesitate. Is it a rash decision? Am I making a mistake? No, I know this is what I need to do, and this... Continue Reading →
Photo by Pixabay from Pexels It’s my birthday today! Correction, by the time you read this, it will have been, gone, and went. Bye-bye, see you next time. Keep walking. Go on, a little further. Further. More. No, you’re still not far enough. Go another eight kilometres, turn left, and f**k right off. Birthdays, they... Continue Reading →
Photo by Pixabay from Pexels It’s a silly little thing that seems so trivial. If I’m being objective, there’s a chance that it’s completely immaterial. Am I making a thingy out of a what-cha-ma-call-it? Quite possibly, but that’s what we do here. Dance with life’s curiosities until the night grows old and our bones grow... Continue Reading →
Photo by Willian Luiz from Pexels I need to shake off the fog and reignite something that resembles a giddy-up, so I’m going to do something out of character. I’m going to actively seek out the good and blatantly ignore the rest. Fingers in ears, hum a song from The Greatest Showman and stare straight... Continue Reading →
Photo by Karley Saagi from Pexels Spring is in full effect, which means, where I live, the grey clouds are heavy, and their payload crashes down like waves against a cliff. It’s wet, muddy, and I could take a bath in the puddles. Would it be unreasonable to take a bottle of shampoo outside, wash, rinse, and repeat... Continue Reading →
The Wandering Cripple 