Or has the month of March dragged on and on and on….?
Fly, Fly, Fly away. Away from this place of never-ending assignments. A cog in the wheel of production – and you must be efficient; A small part of the assembly line in this knowledge factory that seems to never rest. Write, Write, Write what you want to write about. Free, Free, Free your mind from … More The succession of precious pursuits
Most – probably all of us – have seen them. Hanging out at the traffic lights; waiting near the shops; collapsed in despair in some shoddy, makeshift home of cardboard and paper. They ask you for small change – a few cents, sometimes a bigger amount. Sometimes they want food. Sometimes a job. And many … More The Beg Issue
She flaps her chubby little arms in excitement, as if she wants to take off – my little birdie, trapped inside a human body. She slaps arms, knees, skin – whatever takes her fancy, and she’s thrilled about it; the kind of raw excitement a grown-up will probably never know again. She babbles incoherent sounds … More She Flaps