Category: Writing

Feeling Pineapple

I went to bed late last night and awoke this morning rather melancholy.  Is it the winter blues?  Is it missing England?  Do I long for the touch of a loved one?

I’m not sure I really know, and I decided I didn’t need to.  A healthy lunch (sauteed bok choy and garlic, sesame carrots, tofu, miso soup, rice), a win from England (scrum!) in the rugby, and a really hot shower fixed me up but right.  Why be sad today?  The sun is shining, my curls are defined, and I’m ready to write.

And, most important of all, I’m wearing pineapple socks.

Pineapple Socks

Thinking of Spring

Perhaps it’s just my body changing with age, or maybe blizzards don’t just have the same sparkling appeal to me as they did when I was twelve, but this winter is instilling a horrible sense of lethargy and melancholy in me.  Bleh!

Thinking of springtime and a loved one, I wrote a short story this evening (really short — 1700 words!) about a bunny from the moon and a cat who find a balloon and discuss the nature of happiness.  It’s a tad random, there are a few inside jokes, but feel free to giggle at it all the same.

Lots of Fhet

(And, for those who are unaware, ‘fhet’ is the official sound a happy bunneh makes.)