Keri-lee Griffiths
Photo by Keenan Constance from Pexels Do you ever sit down to have a conversation, and then it takes an unexpected turn? It starts off nice and calm. It's actually pleasant and enjoyable. Then, without warning, you're wondering if hell is a real place, and if this is your one way ticket? Maybe you wonder out loud, how... Continue Reading →
Photo by Ibolya Toldi from Pexels Do you think we’re all here for a reason? From conception, birth, and through all the years leading to this moment, was it all predestined? There’s a divine plan at play and, just like every good theatrical performance, every character matters. As the saying goes, there are no small parts, only small... Continue Reading →
Photo by cottonbro from Pexels *Warning: This one get’s weird* So, it’s well past midnight, and I need to go to bed. I’m tired, it’s been a long day, and I should curl under the covers and go to sleep. My eyes are closing on their own. I can barely concentrate on these words. I think my brain... Continue Reading →
Photo by Eva Elijas from Pexels I’ve tried to write today’s post three times, but every word feels wrong or it sounds like a lie. It’s not, not really, but it isn’t…something. That undefinable spark that tickles my mind and gives me a buzz. When the words flow, the ideas come, and it feels like tiny bolts of... Continue Reading →
Photo by Pixabay from Pexels I think, at some point, my friends and family will stop talking to me altogether. They’ll get annoyed, become guarded, and watch what they say around me. Neither of us knows which conversation or offhanded remark will inspire one of these posts. It’s a crapshoot, but here we go again. You’ve gone done... Continue Reading →
Photo by Jayant Kulkarni from Pexels If you’ve read some of my last few posts, then you know that I’ve been stuck in a mental fog. It's a storm that rages and then whimpers. There are times when I think it's clearing up, and I feel intense relief. Maybe I’ll finally get out of it for good? Well,... Continue Reading →
Photo by cottonbro from Pexels We just had a long weekend here in Canada. It was Victoria Day or, if you’re in Quebec, Journée nationale des patriotes (or Fête des Patriotes). I had to look that up. I didn’t know French Canadians celebrated a different holiday so, I just learnt something. Yay, knowledge! It makes sense, I suppose. If... Continue Reading →
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 →
The Wandering Cripple 