The help
There’s always someone who *thinks* they know how to help you. What’s worse is when they *believe* they can help you, and, charged with this …
There’s always someone who *thinks* they know how to help you. What’s worse is when they *believe* they can help you, and, charged with this …
I like the way the autumn light seems to change colours. Sometimes colours become muted, maybe silvered or hazy. Alternatively, bright reds seem to leap …
I keep hearing about people reinventing themselves. Grow a ponytail, get a harley. Leave a life partner, quit a job, do almost anything to change …
We sit on the paved courtyard outside Te Papa. The night air is chilled, the tiles still warm from the day’s sun. It’s like school …
When I was a kid I used to come to Wellington and look up at the big buildings and wonder what it was like from …
Don’t you love those nervous moments? You know the kind – when your dentist looks in your mouth, hesitates, frowns slightly, looks again, and then sucks …
Sometimes it’s easy to feel dragged down by the petty struggles of life. Yes, they are irritating, and yes, if you get enough of them …
Monthly Archives: April 2012