Keri-lee Griffiths
Photo by Arthur Brognoli from Pexels “I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams, The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul I struggle to consolidate the differences between what I expected from life and how life has turned out. The dreams... Continue Reading →
Photo by: Andre Hunter on Unsplash.com I don’t want to do this. I don’t want to sit down and write. I don’t think I have anything to say that will be of value or contribute to the greater discourse. At least, not today. Today, I’m not feeling that great physically or mentally. My body hurts,... Continue Reading →
Photo by Clay Banks on Unsplash.com One can pay back the loan of gold, but one dies forever in debt to those who are kind. - Malayan proverb The call had come late in the afternoon, the previous day, and we’d been waiting in the hospital ever since. Six hours. Ten hours. The hands-on the... Continue Reading →
Photo By: Ed Leszcznskl on Unsplash.com Damn it, I have to clean my glasses again. It’s the pandemics fault! No, I’m not being ridiculous. You're being ridiculous. What? I don't know! Before this, I didn’t have to wipe smudges off my glasses nearly as often. Now, every ten minutes there’s a new smudge. I blame... Continue Reading →
Photo By:Ryan Stone on Unsplash.com “Blessed are the weird people. Poets, misfits, writers, mystics, painters, & troubadours; for they teach us to see the world through different eyes.” - Jacob Nordby, Blessed Are The Weird: A Manifesto For Creatives. I’ve said this before, but in case you’re new or have a memory like mine: I’m... Continue Reading →
Photo by Marcus dePaula on Unsplash.com Words are hard. That’s it, that’s all I wanted to say so, good night. I should probably write more than fourteen words, right? Oo, look at that, I’m at twenty-three…No Thirty. Can I just fill up this entire post with a running word count? Has anyone done that? If... Continue Reading →
Photo by Slon_Dot_Pics on Pexels.com Does everything happen for a reason? Does there have to be a reason? We go looking for one like we’re treasure hunters with noble intentions. Looking for lost artifacts and glittering coins in a far off jungle. Hacking through the overgrowth, undergrowth, ingrown toenails with machetes. Toss snakes off of... Continue Reading →
Photo by Tỷ Huỳnh from Pexels So, you’ve been having a rough time and you get up the courage to let it all out. You find a friend that you trust and love. Someone who loves you, wants the best for you, and is an all-round good soul. They listen, hold your hand, and they cry with you... Continue Reading →
Photo By Klara Kulikova on Unsplash.com “I lied and said I was busy. I was busy; but not in a way most people understand. I was busy taking deeper breaths. I was busy silencing irrational thoughts. I was busy calming a racing heart. I was busy telling myself I am okay. Sometimes, this is my... Continue Reading →
Photo by Zoltan Tasi on Unsplash.com I wouldn’t call myself a hoarder. At least, not in the clinical sense or in a way that would get me cast on some “reality” show. When you walk into my place, you won’t find mountains of boxes, old newspapers, or a maze of dead and useless artifacts. You... Continue Reading →
The Wandering Cripple 