Turning a year older, I wonder like I do every year.What is age, if not just a number? I believe I turn wiser by the second. Am I still the same old foolish me, at times? Yes. I am. Do … Continue reading The zing.
When we refer to a fight-or-flight response, alternatively called the acute stress response, it talks about how a person responds in a particular perceived dangerous situation. This situation inherently refers to all the surrounding elements and those within. Very well, … Continue reading A take on the fight-or-flight response.
A new house.A non-negotiable requirement.A realization that somethings can’t be negotiated. Aira was looking to buy a house in her hometown. She wanted to stay close to her roots, and in some way, she saw this as one way to … Continue reading The big sale.
It does not matter until it does. It does not matter until it hits you close. This is the tale of a kid, a frog, a crow, and a thorny bush.The tale leads the kid to a realization that day. … Continue reading A tale of four.
[Listen on SPOTIFY] I sit by the beach and look at the waves.Watching the tides follow the same pattern over and over.It instilled a sense of calm, a sense of familiarity.Like, something to look forward to, for now, and for … Continue reading The white linen dress.
I spy with my little eye, something that has an X in it.I spy with my little eye, something that is close by.I spy with my little eye, a sound so profound. They look around thinking of the object, and … Continue reading The wrong answer
Seen a minute, gone another. I am aware of you but afraid to confront.I keep an eye out to expect the unexpected. Shivers run down my spine on the very thought of you.But like always, I toughen up and get ready for what is due. Life has taught me well.Burning it all down was never an option. It seems quite silly, yet not so much.What do you call something that is in between a fear and a phobia? Damn you, lizard, and your games. Continue reading Peek-a-boo.
The time was 12:12, a little past midnight.She heads cautiously to the main door.Her hands shiver a little as she tries to unlock it.After a couple of attempts, she finally opens it and steps inside.The house was dark and quiet. … Continue reading Fear is a funny thing.