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Friday arvo, I had to bolt for the bus!  And then of course, it was late.  Patiently waiting, I peruse my surrounds.  A fellow commuter looks angrily up the street, waving her go card under her nose.  A smoker nearby … Continued

This morning as I walked to the bus stop, little puffs of chilly breath escaped my lips, it felt cold. I checked for the temp and the glowing face of my mobile shouted 7.1° feels like 3.9°.  Bloomin’ heck, it is … Continued

For the last two Fridays, I’ve written a little story while on my way to work.  Sitting on the bus for about an hour is the perfect opportunity for bit of creative mindfulness.   My sister, bless her cotton socks, now … Continued

Does anyone else have a constant monologue running through their brain? I should have got out of bed earlier.  Stop meowing.  Is there anything for lunch?  Two minutes and I would have made the bus.  Just check.  Damn, nobody there.  … Continued

Can you believe, it’s colder on the bus than outside.  I was looking forward to the warmth.  I’m just thankful I have on my trusty boots and blue coat.  Otherwise I’d be shivering all the way to town. Two people … Continued

Week 2 Friday Story – 31 May 2024 I realised this morning, I’m both a gold-and-silver type of girl.  Not the silver-platted kind, the ‘wearing of’ kind.  My right wrist encircled by an engraved solid gold bangle and on my … Continued

I seem to wake up before the alarm. I lay there in the chilled dark hoping upon hope that I am wrong and willing sleep to take me back to my dreaming state.  The cat knows. She gives a short … Continued