Life on a Polkadot

Day 5: Suicide

*I recently completed a 30 day social media detox and this was one of the journal entries I wrote a long the way.

Maybe because I’m a bit tired this morning, I keep forgetting that I’ve disabled my social media accounts and then ALMOST navigating to them before I remember that I’m doing the 30 day detox.

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My 30 day social media detox

Just over a month ago, I decided to embark on a 30 day social media detox.  Continue reading “My 30 day social media detox”

5 ways to kill a mosquito

There are two types of people in this world:

The person who can fall asleep whilst knowing there is a mosquito in the room and one who can’t.

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The 2.0 existence

“O, may I join the choir invisible
Of those immortal dead who live again
In minds made better by their presence; live
In pulses stirred to generosity,
In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn
Of miserable aims that end with self.” – George Eliot

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Inverse moments

“If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn’t.” – Alice

Some encounters are like waves that start out crashing and then roll back into deep swells. It’s an inverse moment- contrary- which moves you to exclaim. Life is strange… strange but beautiful.

Kind of like this Coldplay song.

Shit white people said at last Friday’s march and my thoughts on being white and privileged

In the wise words of Stephen Hawking, “life would be tragic if it weren’t funny”. So please read my commentary on white privilege and Friday’s march with a sense of humour. I should state upfront that my views do not represent that of all white South Africans, and this blog does not speak on behalf of anyone but myself. Continue reading “Shit white people said at last Friday’s march and my thoughts on being white and privileged”

Where is my mind?

Your life is what your thoughts make of it. Recently my thoughts have been dry kindling doused in gin and set on fire. Until I took control of that situation.

It wasn’t easy, but nothing is… woohoooooo (Blur reference in case you missed that). No matter our circumstances, we have a choice. We always have a choice about how we deal with things, and I’ve decided to take ownership of that and tackle the hard stuff. Continue reading “Where is my mind?”

The Ace of Spades represents the Death of the Year and the start of a new one, when the wheel turns again. The reason why it is a trump card is that Death comes for all of us in the end, and there is no escape – even for kings. 


When love is not enough

It’s the hardest lesson I’ve had to learn in my 27 years of existence. I always thought that love conquers all, and that relationships only end when love has withered away. Until my relationship ended while there was still a lot of love in the equation.

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