Keri-lee Griffiths
Photo by João Cabral from Pexels I woke up an hour before my alarm and stared at the wall. It was too early to get up but too late to go back to sleep. I don’t understand people who hit the snooze button. How do you fall asleep so easily? And how do you sleep for ten minutes... Continue Reading →
Photo by Marani Ceja from Pexels Last weekend, I was standing on my balcony, sipping a cuppa tea and half-listening to my neighbours have a chat. No, I wasn’t snooping or being noisy. They were quite exuberant and, by their second joint, extremely boisterous. They were inebriated but in a jolly sort of way. It was a happy... Continue Reading →
Photo by Erik Mclean from Pexels After a few weeks stuck inside my 800 square foot apartment, I’m free to roam. I’m wearing clothes that weren't meant for sleeping— uh, ew— lacing up my shoes, leashing up my dog, and walking out my front door. Oh, the glorious freedom is sweet and delicious. The possibilities are endless. I’m... Continue Reading →
Photo by Rakicevic Nenad from Pexels Ah, fresh air and sunshine. Is there anything better? The birds are chirping loudly in the trees. The smell of barbecues being lit for the first time in many months. A fresh breeze rustles the leaves. Walking a well-worn bath with your dog leading the way. As the song says, these are... Continue Reading →
Photo by Mohamed Nohassi on unsplash.com I have a question for all of you who, like me, have a hard time letting go of a painful past. It could be one event that shook you to your bones. It could be a series of horrible events. It could be something so embarrassing you wished you... Continue Reading →
Photo by Ava Sol on Unsplash.com I’ve been trying very hard to keep my Cynic under control, but it’s becoming a challenge. My Cynic, and yes, it's an entity unto itself, likes to run wild, wreak havoc, and be a general nuisance. Sure, it can be endearing and quirky. It can even be cute and... Continue Reading →
Photo by cottonbro from Pexels Well, hello darkness, my old friend and confidante. Funny seeing you here, at this time of night, in the middle of a wind storm. It’s a bit too nippy to be wondering about, don’t you think? Shouldn’t you be tucked away in bed where it’s warm, snuggly, and drowsy? But here you are!... Continue Reading →
Mental illness is hard to understand if you’ve never struggled with it. It’s even harder to explain when you’re in the middle of the darkness. I’ve spent a lot of time trying to find a way to explain what it feels like to fight a mental illness. Friends, family, have asked but I haven’t been... Continue Reading →
The Wandering Cripple 