Keri-lee Griffiths
Photo by Aron Visuals on unsplash.com Huh, well this is odd. I can’t actually see the words I’m writing. I think I’m experiencing some sort of allergic reaction, and my vision is a bit blurry. Am I worried? Nope, though I probably should be because of…Things. It’ll be fine in a couple of days. I... Continue Reading →
Photo by Tyler Easton on Unsplash.com Life is a numbers game. What are the odds, and what are the risks? Does it matter? I have to play the game, calculate the risks, and get on with it. There’s no other choice. I can’t back out now. The day I was conceived was the day I... Continue Reading →
Photo by JR Korpa on unsplash.com As a general rule, I choose to live my life in that awkward grey space that sits between two extremes. Life, as I’ve experienced it, isn’t all white or all black. It’s rarely all good or all bad. Most of the time, my journey has been a mix of... Continue Reading →
Photo by Robert Collins on Unsplash.com Did you know that there are people in this world that wake up with a smile on their face? Their alarm goes off, they fling off the blanket and look at the sun streaming through their curtains. They sigh, not out of exhaustion or exasperation, but contentment. They feel... Continue Reading →
Photo by JR Korpa on Unsplash.com Three weeks. I was locked up, alone with my thoughts, for three whole weeks. Thanks a lot, COVID! Being sick sucked. Punch the ‘s’ and draw out the ‘ucked.’ It’s not fun. It’s not a vacation. Sure, I watched copious amounts of content on numerous streaming services. I didn’t... 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 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 →
Photo by: Tonik on Unsplash As a rule, what is out of sight disturbs men's minds more seriously than what they see. ~Julius Caesar I have a very active imagination. Vivid imagery whips around my mind as if it’s caught in the winds of a hurricane. Short stories, memories, ideas, and my deepest fears collide.... Continue Reading →
(Fair warning: This post will be all over the place because my mind is experiencing zero G’s and I don’t have much control over it.) I've sat down to write this post a half dozen times over the last three days but every word I type feels disingenuous. They aren’t wrong and the topics really... Continue Reading →
Someone asks me how I’m doing, and I say, “I’m fine.” It’s a normal response to a typical question. Nothing fancy or verbose. It’s not an epic soliloquy. We aren’t meticulously detailing every second of a day that’s been pretty basic. Not a great day but not a bad one either. It was just, you... Continue Reading →
The Wandering Cripple 