The Person Who No Longer Is

John Mayer hit a chord within me a few years back. The release of Heartbreak Warfare immediately skyrocketed the song to the top of my favourites by him, and to be honest, that is not an easy thing to do when the song is more pop than the bluesy ballads that he normally brings to the stage.

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The Day that Was

Sleep was welcoming, as we both settled down as the day was starting to break. The feeling of restful peace was short-lived, the children were up even after settling them a little while after my wife had gotten home.

The New Years That Was…

It was the start of the new year, instead of staying up late celebrating the midnight fireworks, I was laid back on the couch watching a tutorial on acrylic painting. The time dragged on; slowly as if a time master wanted to enjoy the moment. If I had a grandfather clock the ticking would have sent me insane.

Sunshine Blogger Award

There I was, in the midst of drama at work, never-ceasing pain and an urge to create a masterpiece bigger than anything Leonardo Da Vinci could ever pull off. Alright, I may be slightly exaggerating here but hey, who doesn't.

The Lost Memories

Memories seem to come, sometimes unwillingly, but, many seem to go just the same. Over the years fragments of forgotten moments have filtered through in front of my eyes. Moments that make me smile, brief seconds of emotions that flush my system, like that of a wave wiping clean the remains of a child's sandcastle.

Accrescent of the Creative Mind

I have a memory, one that I tried so hard to forget. One that has had myself embarrassed to even be associated with, that is until now. The evidence of this memory was not able to be erased, it doesn't just exist in my mind but from the angle of my father's view from behind the old film camera he was holding at the time.

The Impending Storm

The reddish glow pushed through the darkened clouds. The warnings echoing through the radio station, "Dust storm due to hit Sydney today, some towns lack visibility beyond a metre in front."

Acquaintance Murderer

The laughter ripped through the silence of the morning, another day was beginning for myself, but had already begun for the men in front of me. I joined in with the friendly banter, more cheer filled the crisp morning air.

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