Tickle my fancy: spring.

On the old blogging platform I tried to do monthly favorites posts, but in all honesty, I am a boring person and throughout one month don’t accumulate enough ‘things’ to share with the world (and people don’t really care that much either) so I’ve decided to change the concept of these and post them whenever I feel like it. Because I can. So without further ado… Album: Khalid: American Dream Song: Nina Simone – Blackbird New musician discovery: Lostboycrow and Tom Walker Book: Born A Crime: Stories from a South African Childhood by Trevor Noah Movie: Minimalism: A Documentary About the Important…

Just because you can’t see it, doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. Mental health awareness week #mhaw17.

I have long given up on not wearing shorts and skirts when my knees are bruised because then I would have to wear long trousers all day every day – I’m an extreme case of clumsy, gravity and I have a love/hate frenemy relationship. When I fall and there is blood or a bruise people acknowledge that as an injury, something causing pain. Some struggles can’t be seen by the naked eye, some struggles never really go beyond being in our heads. Today, I want to talk about those struggles. I believe the world’s population is divided into two groups (yes,…

Why the world needed Trump to happen.

We are very likely on the brink of World War III and it is scary. Okay, so I do not agree with Donald Trump nor am I a supporter of his. I still think he’s a racist, sexist and bigot pig. Actually no, pigs are rather nice and it’s a disgrace to pigs everywhere to compare the talking orange sack with hay hair to a pig. But you know what I mean. The headline is rather racy, isn’t it? But I promise this piece has both lighthearted humor and some facts. I’ve long said that one of the biggest issues…

A letter to a friend.

Dear friend, I am writing to you because of this inspiration that’s surging trough my body. I don’t really remember when was the last time I wrote a letter, you know the real kind, but someone not so long ago called me an inspiration and even though I certainly am not one, I feel obligated to write you this letter. As sappy and cliché this sounds, you need to know that you are amazing in every aspect. I’m not a poet or a writer so I will borrow the words from an old friend of mine O. Wilde: ‘You are…

The fear of being alone.

I used to think (foolishly if I may add) that being alone and being lovely was the same thing. I’m not just referring to being relationshipless but also doing things for yourself by yourself, you know alone. Have you seen that silly video floating around internet where in what appears to be a waiting area for doctors or something of that sort, people start randomly standing up after a beep and this one person, who isn’t on this, start’s following suit, because people are like sheep, we can’t stand to be independent and different, but rather follow the crowd hence why peer pressure…

Pornography: shame, reality, and society. Let’s evaluate.

hypocrite (n.) 1. a person who pretends to have virtues, moral or religious beliefs, principles, etc., that he or she does not actually possess, especially a person whose actions belie stated beliefs. 2. a person who feigns some desirable or publicly approved attitude, especially one whose private life, opinions or statements belie his other public statements. Before I dive into this juicy topic, I need to clear few things up. If for any reason you don’t agree with the opinions stated in this blog post, you are welcome to start a lovely discussion on either any of my social media platforms…

I want to remember…

Be prepared to be hit with a block of cheese in your face wth this post. The beach. I want to remember how sand feels between my fingers, I want to engrave in my memory the pattern of waves. I want to be able to smell the salt in the air in 50 years time, I want to be able to recall the calming swish of the ocean late at night when I have nothing but troubles clouding my mind. I want to remember the blue of the ocean in the dark months of winter and I wish to feel…