Natasha

I’m Motivated At Being Unmotivated

I’ve become really unmotivated lately. I find sticking to schedules more painful than the thought of chewing shards of bottlegreen glass as if they were cornershop penny chews. Working remotely at my 9 to 5 is doable, but it’s the goals I have outside of this (as we all have) which I feel completelyContinue reading “I’m Motivated At Being Unmotivated”

Poem – ‘A’ Is For Attraction

Enveloped in an aura of eternal amor. Any armour I adorned, Has been undone, it has been torn. Most magnetic is the mystery. My mind is mute from misery, As my heart mends from the lover before. ‘A’ is for attraction, The feeling of acceptance, Of an emotion more alien and more raw.Continue reading “Poem – ‘A’ Is For Attraction”

Can Even Mushroom Clouds Have Silver Linings?

Can even mushroom clouds have silver linings? Can we find positives among the negatives that have arisen due to the global spread of the life-threatening virus – ‘coronavirus’? This is not an attempt to turn my head away from the serious consequences that the contagious virus has had on our lives, the mortality, theContinue reading “Can Even Mushroom Clouds Have Silver Linings?”

The Catcall Chronicles

**Disclaimer – no man, woman or dog was hurt in the making of these chronicles, this is aimed to be lighthearted and is not intending to stick the knife in further to the topics of rejection or gender roles in relationships in any way. If you are of a sensitive nature then I suggest youContinue reading “The Catcall Chronicles”

The Great Indoors

As you down your vitamin D tablets like the sun-loving junkie that you are, perhaps with the other hand you could do something a little bit more pleasurable (not like that), during these unprecedented times we find ourselves in. Below, from the fluffy fun depths of my mind, I share with you just some ofContinue reading “The Great Indoors”

Too Narrow-visioned

For some of us, life revolves around a career, for others it’s family. But should life really have a sole focus? Is it wrong to lead an existence where we strive for one thing and neglect another? Benefit in one area of our life to the detriment of another? Need we only look at theContinue reading “Too Narrow-visioned”

Being Called A C*nt By A Stranger

It’s not everyday that you can indulge in the luxury of having off-the-cuff profanities spat at you on a public street whilst on your daily commute home from work. So given that exactly this unfolded this very evening makes me really want to count my lucky stars and thank God for all of the sociallyContinue reading “Being Called A C*nt By A Stranger”

The Arrival…..

From the Coronavirus to Storm Ciara, it feels like judgement day has well and truly arrived. I helped an old lady cross the road last week, so for that alone I’m sure Jesus will bless me with the golden ticket straight up the squeaky escalator to Heaven and by doing so ensure that the fieryContinue reading “The Arrival…..”

A Poem About Love

Love. Imaginary, or a force of nature? Like the idea of ‘consciousness’. Are they both just falsehoods, Or truly realities experienced by those favoured? Love. As comforting as a hot bowl of soup, On a cold frosty evening. In its absence we are all but, Lost souls, floating on rafts destined for sinking. Continue reading “A Poem About Love”

The Gym – Satan’s Second Home

Not much of the athletic type, the only way you’ll get me running is in the opposite direction from you if you start going into a long-winded spiel about the weather or how you’re deeply madly in love with your cousin twice removed for that matter. With that being said, I think my wispy bodyContinue reading “The Gym – Satan’s Second Home”

The Wacky Walking Race

Have you ever had a silent race on a footpath with a stranger? Where you both take it turns to overtake one another. Steadily and surely picking up the pace in a desperate attempt to outmaneuver your opponent. I’ve had this too, but what I haven’t had is an argument with an old lady whoContinue reading “The Wacky Walking Race”

Poem: Present/Future

We only have the present. Regardless of what we want in our futures, It is the ‘now’ which takes all of the credit. Living in the moment, An experience unknown to many. We disown it in exchange for a chance to oneday own a moment, Which is nothing more than merely a ‘maybe’.Continue reading “Poem: Present/Future”