Hello dear readership, I am still recovering from the weekend. Penning anything terribly insightful is beyond my capacity right now. It was a full house. My grandmother, my uncle and his wife plus their 3 grown up kids plus my mother and I. Lucky our dining table sits eight. Is being psychic a genetic trait? […]

So I’m back to being crazy. The crazy where you’re locked in your own head. Regular crazy like if I think about it long enough I’m going to find a solution. Nah bro nah. It’s a full house at the moment so there’s not enough time to really sit and write long ass stories about […]

Yesterday was my grandmother’s birthday party- full recap to come. This is my favourite part of any celebration. The day after. It’s when it feels the most like family being together. I am surrounded by a not so modest amount of left over food- there were a total of six cakes last night. Gifting cake […]

I am a perfectionist. It’s a trait of my star sign. Yep, I’m also a horoscope girl. Of course you’re not surprised. I tell you constantly that I’m psychic. This is weird addressing you directly. Does it feel like I’m talking to you personally? I’m starting to have fun with writing, life is still a […]

Friday is my Grandmother’s birthday party. She is turning 85. It got postponed because my cousin died. She is not inconvenienced. She’s too regal. But you still don’t throw the ultimo and a birthday on the same day. The ultimo is the last day of the 9-day prayer vigil; it’s what western people would officially […]

Continuing along with the idea of communication and social media blackout I’m going to pen some thoughts on friendship. I feel really shit. My mother, the nurse, took my blood pressure. It’s low. I’m fine. But I think I’m basically too relaxed. Or I’ve been thrown to the opposite end of the heart beat spectrum. […]

Last night there was a power blackout and I was glad. Part of this mental health experiment was removing myself from this constructed view of other people’s lives. I don’t know why social media makes me anxious. It makes me anxious in the same way as my former benzo addiction. It’s something that I know […]

Here I am feeling like Carrie Bradshaw (and I mean in a pathetic way- how do I purposefully not ask rhetorical questions to my audience to avoid looking like I idealise the worst one out of all the sex and the city characters? If you’re a Carrie- you know you’re shit. It’s fine. I still […]

Guys guys, seriously! Yesterday I made jar pasta sauce from scratch (kinda). As in the jars of sauce you buy in a supermarket. I made that! Food in my family is a thing. We’re ethnic and ethnic food guilt is real- you cannot leave here hungry. I have never seen anyone walk into this house without […]

I need to be reliable- cause I know, dear readership that your morbid curiosity into my life is penultimate to your being. I have committed to doing this everyday maybe because it is the only thing that gives my life structure. Writing this blog is like sitting in a car, parking it under a train […]