Tag Archives: breakup

end games…

Posted on August 27, 2011 by

So, last proper eX-files post was about the first Player, Dr McPolar and how he features in my musical memory as it were (anyone remember the song for the gamely ginja’s? Memory jog: Mumford and Son’s Little Lion Man). Next up: The Drama Queen … Continue reading →

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little earthquakes…

Posted on August 9, 2011 by

It’s been awhile since I wrote about music – I’ve been caught up and tumbling around in the throes of dissolution, melt down and inevitable breakup. You wouldn’t believe how much energy it saps – or how little one feels … Continue reading →

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lessons in solitaire…

Posted on August 4, 2011 by

Just to clear up any grey, misunderstanding or gods-know-what other nonsense: I’m devastated by the breakup. I was a full time DS smack junkie: I wanted to live to a 100 with Dax, mix our DNA into some cute little … Continue reading →

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now I am free…

Posted on August 3, 2011 by

Well, just when I thought wonders would never cease, I went jogging. Yup, me. Strangely it didn’t start snowing yesterday afternoon although I was pretty sure I might cough up  lungfuls of blood 5 minutes into the whole exercise. I … Continue reading →

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the reckoning…

Posted on July 29, 2011 by

It’s been a rather tumultuous week. More moving on Monday (lugging writing desk, chairs, sleeper couch and boxes upon boxes of books), followed by a breakup fight concluded by breakfast on Tuesday (soothed by pampering at Bliss and fabulously supportive … Continue reading →

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‘send in the clowns…’

Posted on May 23, 2011 by

I was first acquainted with a conspiracy of clowns when I saw the highly acclaimed ‘Pictures of You’ (viz Winner of a 2010 Standard Bank Ovation – of multiple awards) at the Hilton Festival on the back, funnily enough, of another ridiculous breakup with … Continue reading →

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falling out of trees…

Posted on May 21, 2011 by

Today sees me returning to the Hout Bay house to pack boxes. I’ve been putting this off: the mere thought exhausts me. And makes me feel inutterably sad. Which makes me feel exhausted (see the nasty loop?) But. I have … Continue reading →

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the big wheel keeps on turning…

Posted on May 12, 2011 by

Not going to say much today as I desperately need to get out of that word-count hole this breakup-move-out fit of chaos got me into. So. Here’s a picture. And a quote. Consider yourselves lucky… (sometimes other people just say … Continue reading →

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‘you’re the light over me…’

Posted on May 5, 2011 by

Quick post today. Being in transit is never my most ideal state, I generally can’t find my socks, keys or common sense but I’ve been trying hard to see the bright side in this upheaval. Like the wrong turn I … Continue reading →

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highways, byways and way stations…

Posted on April 30, 2011 by

It’s a weird place this no man’s land, in transit, transforming, not-knowing, homeless and yet oddly free. Which I guess I pretty much am. Last week was deeply painful, I wept and howled like a tormented beast. It’s hard to … Continue reading →

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