These days

1st question
Are you married?

2nd question
How long have you been married?

3rd question
Why don't you have kids?

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So stoned, might as well be an adulteress in ISIS

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Kiss my spirit with that mouth.

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What can I say darling?
Fuck you too!!
But I love you

^^

That time of night
when only you're in sight

Sniff

Slightly mossy green redolent of constant rains that mingle with a strain of weed found on Himachal plains.
Recapturing a time when life was fun and the pleasures all new which slowly depleted while experiences grew.
The scent is lovely and rancid too.

••*•

Sky blues
green trees
Cherry blossoms
on my shirt

And now

Caffeine decisions

Should I tea or coffee?
The mokapot beckons, the tea leaves rustle, I sit confused.

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clouds rumble
birds trill
I moan

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That time of life
when I feel the life

••

I open my mouth
my mom shovels in food
I chew, swallow and open again

-/-.-/

My mind blown to smithereens
my heart spilling over
my nerve ends orgasming
my room smelling of osmanthus

Yes to the ok

That time of evening when I begin the second leg of my long vacay!

My stories usually play in three parts.

Infinite debauchery in the beginning followed by fun adventures and light depravity as the second act and eventually the finale called the shocking torture act.
One after another I go through the initial extremely fun obstacles to finally reach the horrendous end and then it's back home.

Ah, these delicious days of febrile intentions.

And now

Sense dead

I ate the most atrocious rum balls today and for that there is no excuse.

::;;

Who me?
killing my brain cells in most delicious fashion.

.,.,

Some days I feel like garbage and some days like a trash can.

2 more.

So here we are

What am I if not in total revulsion of airports .

Just saw a woman washing a bunch of grapes in the bathroom.
No biggie right!
Except she'd plonked the fruits in the toilet sink and let water run on them.
Eeeuuughh!!
I recoiled so bad I almost sprained an ankle.

Also, do you have a particular flight or travel wear?
Most times I stick to a dress code when flying or undertaking any long travel that is of dressing in loungewear.
Cotton sweatpants, cotton tee and a duster and I carry a pair of soft slippers which I change from my shoes in the plane cuz screw wearing shoes for hours and hours. Also my heat are always braided because the laser I fuss with them the better and open hot while flying can be messy. I don't want them tangling witty things.
The reason for wearing a duster and comfy sweat pants is that I'd be dead before anything germy touches my skin .
My skin's contact with anything inside the airport and flight should be minimal and for that I'd wear a burqa if I have to.

Right!
My food intake today was restricted to mostly fruits because screw traveling long hours with a heavy stomach and now as I look at people holding venti's and croissants I wonder if they hate sleep or maybe they are the rare breed that can sleep after drinking coffee .

Food on flight!
That's another something I don't know if I'll ever like because the food always tastes a certain way in that low pressure environ and especially eating late at night is a bit of a blasphemy, so there will be no in flight meal for moi. No sir. Cuz screw eating at 11pm !

To the flight then!

This and that

Morning now and I'm in a bit of a frenzy seeing how I've to be out and about by 5pm.

I've been coddling my cat much to her chagrin and now she refuses to come to me because of how much I've been squeezing and kissing her.
The senior cat looks angry as usual and got a little upset when he saw me packing my bags, a ritual of long absence that is still not fully understood by the kitten but well grasped by the elder one.

Things that need be done now.
There's yogurt to me made, workout to be done, lunch to be prepared that will double time as dinner in my absence and, well, a last minute checking up of things and did I forget music that needs to be packed.
Basically I've only to charge my Walkman and I'll be on my way.

To the kitchen for a bit of tea then!

Lunched

Udon noodles with dried shiitake mushrooms, vegetables and crisp fried eggs for lunch because why not? 

Also I do not know why but I go a bit overboard with spicing everything, so yes, this is a bit too spicy but in a deliciously addictive way. 

Putting on

I've been trying to put on some more muscle as a part of my summer workout routine and so far I have succeeded only fractionally mostly because I am not trying nearly as hard. 

A lot of days I give in to HIIT and badminton and I don't train nearly as long and as intense as I'd like. 

So perhaps the progression will be slow but I will try and keep up the updates. 

All there is

Monday and yet I feel little animosity towards it in comparison to usual days, perhaps because the everyday routine will soon get distorted and I'm only a day away from regenerating into a sloth.
Today throws at me some crucial tasks and I hope to tackle them with as much finesse at my disposal.

There's some outside work involved too and maybe I will get it done after a workout and lunch?
I'm aching to have a cup of tea and this is the end of purge week so why not I say?
I have thought about it and perhaps drinking coffee anytime after 2pm doesn't work for me in order to get sleep.
Or maybe I'm being too cautious and sometimes I tend to get and it's a bit of a shortcoming.

The weather is beautiful, indoors that is.
Outside is bright, sunny and hot but most definitely we are at the cusp of welcoming autumn and the weather thus has greatly improved.
Evenings get cool with fantastical breeze urging one to step out for long walks and I have been giving into these invitation all week now.

Expands

It was a fine sleep last night.
Thankfully. Not absolutely lovely, no! Cuz I kept waking up and remember a lot of that time but I slept for longer. Staying in bed till almost 8:30 after which activities didn't seem to stop.

There are things to be done before I leave day after and since this trip is a bit of an inception seeing how there's a trip in the trip, I'm collecting the needful currency to be used in the countries that I'll end up traveling and so this morning was spent just cataloging things, filling in immigration forms cuz I like to do that tuff before everything cuz who am I if definitely not the person who fills these forms while standing in a line. No sir. I have stuff ready on my person all times.

There's packing that needs doing . Always better to do a couple days in advance to mitigate the sudden sadness over having forgotten to pack something vital.

Right then.
Also, my housekeeper won't be coming today so I shall give my house one last brushing around before I leave after which the housekeeper will take over.

Last moment things that need freezing have been prepared and frozen and it was all done yesterday till midnight.
I think the only things remaining are my blogs and about those I shall have to do something cuz I still have a couple posts pending and I hope to be able to do it before I leave.

Perhaps as and when I'm able to finish my tasks the sleep will come back to me. Who knows?
Either ways soon I'll be in the vicinity of delightful greens and for that I'm relieved.

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Met some people the other day who were running fanatics.
The girls in the group, fantastically skinny spoke about how they run 10 kms in 1 hr everyday.
It was interesting to know that almost everyone present ran to stay thin instead of fit.
But of course to be able to accomplish that distance in that time one has to be quite fit and I was trying to understand how they were able to run for an hour without getting bored to death.
There were no satisfactory answers because someone who likes running can't elaborate their fondness to someone who doesn't much care about it.
Much like how they recoiled at the mention of 40 burpees after jump lunges and squat jumps.
I can understand but running?

Right then!

What's next?
Today is self maintenance day.
Manicure, pedicure and many other cures.

Eh

As usual there are high claims and I am not able to meet with the deadlines I set for myself .
Basically I set myself up for failure .
Couldn't finish my checklist for today. 3 out of the six and it's not good enough.
It gets mounted up into tomorrow's list and I know why I'm losing so much sleep.
I really need to dial down . Take a step back and let myself breathe because goddamn it I'm making life difficult for myself.

Updates

My sleep which began punctured ended up being long.
This nighttime malfunction is now a serious situation wherein everyday I keep myself worried if I'd sleep the night next or not.
Perhaps that's one of the reason why I can't sleep.
The reason for my stressful nights is also because I have some work pending which I'm unable to do as I'd like and perhaps that bothers me.
I've a food blog to update and a story to finish along with house things that need sorting before I leave .
Just a few days now and a lot of things are still pending .
Today I will heave myself into all that needs doing and stop or at least try to stop thinking about it.
Also, a good nights sleep worked wonders on my athletic abilities.
I was able to play better, my shots were stronger, placements better and overall it felt great.

Today

Carrot vibes

SOS 🆘

I have insomnia.
And I am in relentless pain and hurting all over.
My head throbs, my arms scream, my calves and quads are fatigued and I can't sleep.
I'm trying and I can't.
I've to stop trying.
The lasts Long lovely sleep I had was on Sunday night and since that it has progressively degenerated.
It's like I won't sleep for four days and then one day it will be a good one and it starts depleting after that to sleepless nights.
I was up meditating at 4 in the morning to sleep.
I have changed beds.
Gone to different rooms and stayed awake .
I've stopped staring at screens, no More caffeine and I'm a zombie.
It's getting worse .
I don't know what to do.
I'm hoping it will get better next week once I'm in the vicinity of of thc.
This doesn't bode well for me.

Sleep sick

The night is still young
but my day has worn out
nerves shaved to thin shrapnels
I am but moments away from dying a little

thoughts and weekends

This Thursday is kinda like a Friday cuz it's a long weekend here courtesy 'mid-autumn festival' wherein everybody celebrates by eating moon cakes which are beautiful looking delicious treats that I am on the fence about because some I like and most others I don't.
And plans have already been laid out.
Speaking of which do you mentally start thinking about all the clothes in your wardrobe whenever something like a group lunch is suggested, thinking about what could be the most appropriate garb for such an event which borders on casual and formal.
Ugh. My brain opens an inventory of all my clothes and begins to match different outfits in concern to the kind of event and creates something of a Venn diagram and right now this diagram merits a meagre C-

say smell

The deal with cooking chicken, which includes all the works that are removing its fat, skin and washing it, drying it, massaging it with marinate and finally cooking it is that the hands smell of chicken and it's a very potent smell in that after a dozen times of getting washed the smell doesn't fade in which case you're left with parlour tricks like scrubbing them with salt or rubbing them with stainless steel soap and so far I've not been successful in getting rid of this smell.
well, the salt scrub did a bit and so did the soap but my fingertips are still reminiscent of poultry.

Lunch late

You are what you eat and if that were true I'd be a total salad. 

The process

The process is long, tiring and leaves the kitchen with a dozen batches of dishes to be washed.
But it happens. Slowly.
The difficult part ain't the recipe it's the plating and the shooting.
Now that's exhausting. It really is.

Eugh

Plastic fruits, flowers, plants are just so not my thing. Add to them glitter, shiny metallic glaze, sequins and they are two times not my thing.

Part 2

Done! 

list upon list

Who me?
Putting a reminder on my phone for all the things I have to do this week.

Sharpening knives is one of them and will happen tomorrow.
Freezing some meals before I leave for my vacay is another
Cooking up some healthy snacks and storing them is for the weekend.
Making ice cream is another top priority because god knows how important it can be to some people on weekends. I don't much remember what it tastes like anymore so that's there.
Cleaning the kitchen chimney.
Washing out the curtains
Changing bedsheets in other rooms that go unused but still need to stay clean until the time I'm gone.
Storing my photography paraphernalia
Buying cat snacks in abundance because they have a very particular requirement that only I seem to understand.

Right, that looks about it then.

Part 1

Biscotti phase 1 is complete which is just baked logs which are then sliced and further baked for 20 minutes. 

biscotti fever

You might remember of my sudden craving for cantucci aka biscotti which has once again risen its sweet head and now that I'm fully equipped because last time I had no flour on me, I have now three different kinds of flour and the exact one I might need to make this recipe.
 I'm in the mood for a fragrantly spiced pumpkin seed biscotti with some chocolate elements because I can be given to gilding the lily at times and today is that day.

To the kitchen then!

quick shower

My shower was one of the quickest I've taken this month because my arms that are totes noodles had not the strength in them to scrub my limbs with a loofah, nor did my fingers want to smear coffee and salt scrub over my person and so I did what many of us do which is froth a squeeze of body shower and slap it about on the body followed by a  quick rinse under cool water, and that was that. My five-minute shower.
None of the usual rituals. No sir. No dry brushing, no skin polishing, no in shower moisturizing.
just a rinse and some lotion.

Wow!
I could get used to that. Not really though.

Why is it called strength training when it effectively drains out the strength?

On a roll

Look at this itty bitty seaweed roll! 

Yum fun

The square papers are fun and fabulous to eat. Not cuz they're square but because rice paper is sheer love. 

Also seeing how I'm rolling I have a few crisp nori sheets that I shall roll rest of the vegetables in. 

Fun foods. 

Dear oh dear

Insanely pretty

Square roll

That I make rice paper rolls too often for lunch is no surprise but the reason I'm beyond excited is because I have recently come across these perfectly square shaped rolls and one can only imagine how fun these would be to roll. 

Go go Wednesday

I've accomplished far too much this morning.
Vis a vis my pets .
Litter tray washed, dried, refilled and cleaned again after the kitty ablutions.
House swept twice.
Pets fed, powdered and set for the day.
And me?
Well I'm about to embark on my workout.

Also, today evening I shall go and buy some vegetables from the wet market because tomorrow is a recipe day and by the dead I need some special and varied veg for that.
I write this because I shouldn't be able to ignore that chore. Now to muster up the will.

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Dark now and I see you clearer
aren't you
my nighttime cinema?

<>

That time of the night
when you're all there is
in my sight

Day eats

I've been thinking of doing a 'what I eat in a day' update on my food blog.
You know, stuff from waking up to sleeping.
I think I will once my caffeine purge ends.
Absolutely!
What do you say?

Come to me

There's a Korean skincare brand which bombards my WeChat with their upcoming products in such spectacular details that sometimes I wonder if I shouldn't give their stores a check.
They talk about their bio fermentation technology and how their newest products are so fantastic for my, uh, 'dry skin' along with their key ingredients and how they can penetrate my skin layers since the molecules are so small they're easily absorbed by skin and then there's an entire 10 step routine that I can follow with their specific products in this humid and upcoming dry weather.
Not just that they even send me the nearest store to my location.

Okay! I get it.

and so this and tuesday

I am exhausted and it's only afternoon.

I have swept the house twice already and mopped over and over but my cats are a total mood today and have been spilling water from their fountain much to my annoyance apart from bringing mud and stray leaves into the house that have shed in the balcony.
I walk in the lounge and see them making a mess again!
That's it. It's the Roomba for you guys.
One cat, the elder on is deathly afraid of it and the little one finds it most entertaining to follow the machine around the house, apprehensive of its intentions while curiously staring at the device while I contemplate hot chocolate.
I am feeling sleepy and this is only the 3rd caffein purge day and I'm not sleepy because of the lack of caffeine but because it's been a tiring day followed by a night of much-broken sleep and the oddest dreams.

Hot chocolate, I come to you.
perhaps I should make a mix and keep it instead of having to mix cocoa powder, maple syrup, vanilla, milk powder and water over and over.

Something to think about.

In process

Quick quick fast

Who me?
Trying to squeeze the world in one day.
There are brackets like a time table we once had back at school where every time slot belonged to something which is what exactly happens each day and I'm dying to break away from this routine.
The sky was overcast and now it's bright and overcast again and I'm standing ready with a tripod and diffusers to click pics.
Have some other work after and then some story writing to do and then? Well it will be dinner time by then.

\~/

Nighttime and I wonder
about tomorrow
when it's still today

Puffer fish

Lack of sleep for one week and my face is puffy and bloated and five kinds of horrible. 

It's better now but heavens I look like hell. 

Robotronics.

I felt almost awful when after seeing a long line for checkout I straight lined for the very empty self checkout machine and got done within minutes.
The reason I feel bad is because a lot of people are losing their jobs since everything has gotten so automatic and now not only do superstores have these machines but also popular stores like decathalon.
I was looking for a new pair of yoga pants and ended up with a shopping cart full of far too many things and noticed that where there were almost a dozen cashiers there was now just the one and that too empty and in fact I saw almost no employees there.
Only machines scanning barcodes and payments made through phones.

Not just that, I saw robots in place of help desks in many shopping complexes and it just hurts to know and see that we end up interacting more with machines, not that anyone seems to mind because socializing is so 90's.

I mean I understand seeing how I don't step out of the door if my neighbour is about to leave or is entering her house and wait until there's no one out so as to avoid making small talk, but even so I got a bit weirded out when a binary voiced automaton greeted me when I entered a store.

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I was about to post this over five hours ago but got busy with this and that now and so here it is now.

Sleep and rains

Last night I decided to not read, not look at the screens and only drink a small tepid chamomile tea before going to sleep and I found my body slowly shutting down.
The aches wore down on me and last evening after some heavy handed badminton playing and a calming dinner I let myself stay in bed much before my sleeping time and just thought about anything except insomnia and soon I was asleep.
I'd been tipping on meltdown all of last week and thusly wasn't disturbed once sleep found me because who knows how long I'd have slept?

I woke up at 4 today morning after almost 5 hours of solid sleep and an hour later found sleep again to wake up at 7.
My pains were gone, my body felt fresh and yet I knew I'd have loved to sleep some more but let's not get ahead of ourselves because the problem is that that moment I find bed I lose sleep and I've realized it's better to let sleep grope for me without me trying very hard to run after it .

I am abstaining from caffeine for a while. Let's see if that helps. My beloved tea is what I miss most but I will make up for it with some homemade hot chocolate.

Once I touch down homeland these issues will be but a memory because I'll have enough herbal help and that really does work wonders for me.

And now?
Well I wait to get done with some work and after that I'll roam around the city for a while before heading home.
The weather out is hot and thick with humidity while indoors are keeping cool so much so that one needs no air conditioning at nights but perhaps it will get back to staying hot again because the rainy spell has passed.
I think so.
I am however primed with rainy shoes and an umbrella because the weather forecast predicts 50% chances of rain and that's a big maybe.

Lunched

Who me? 

Eating a huge meal before venturing out for the day. 

There are things to be done and some important some not so but it all involves moving out of the house for a bit. 

No to the zzzz

One can or rather I can safely say that I have insomnia.
My issues with sleep are well documented here and the last one week I wake after a couple hours of sleep and find myself awake through the night .

Sometimes sleep finds me again in the morning when it's time to wake up and get on with the day and I end up avoiding it or I fall back asleep only momentarily to wake up again .

This problem has degenerated and I feel worse for wear.
My entire body lives in protest from the agonies that I keep feeling likes aches and sensitivity but would it listen and sleep?
No! Of course not.
I slept around 12 and woke up at 3 and that was it.
I begged my body to get some sleep because my entire right arm and quads throbbed with pain but sleep wasn't forthcoming.
I kept away from screens and instead read a mythological novel which I thought would be too boring and put out me to sleep but it was in fact quite interesting and I blazed through 200 pages before the cats started asking for food and the sun began to rise.
I am by all accounts extremely tired.
I can feel my palms and fingers hurt right now, my neck is a disaster piece and my temples burn and the general apathy in this house towards my condition is infuriating and so I don't bring it up but this is something that's been with me for more than a decade and seems to be getting worse now.

A doctor friend whom I'd consulted a couple days back pointed out that I'm stressed but I don't know what's stressing me out.
There are many reasons but not enough for me to lose sleep over .

Hopefully this problems gets rectified soon and I'm henceforth prioritizing my sleep over everything else.

Full house

Cloud still

So here we are again my heart
standing at the small window
which as we speak
turns smaller still
but I wait
until it's the size of a pin hole
because it seeks adventure
this frivolous beat
waiting to squeeze in
when the moment passes
and I'm left with no shores left to seek
applause and cheers

Nightkiss

That time of the night
when the world turns to ashes
and you ignite
my darling Phoenix

Æ

Nighttime
And I contemplate
Between turning into
A dead body
Or a zombie

Thin line

Are you ever like, 'oh man I'm not drunk enough' and after two sips you're like 'I'm so fucking drunk' ?
It just happened to me.
I've been casually sipping on iced unicum and I poured in a small drink after which I poured in another and now I'm high as a kite.

Babygirl

Inner peace chant

Sometimes the first thing people do on coming back home is either lower down the music volume it or just turn it off.

'Too much noise' they say.

How often have I held a sharp knife and just passed on the impulse to tear out a spine? Many times I should think so.

Smile.

Evenin’

Sometimes I want screaming death vocals and sometimes just classic groovy saxophone jazz without a single word uttered .

T

To tea or not to tea?

Well, it's Friday and a bit of extra caffeine doesn't hurt, does it?
So, tea it is.
And a fabulous ginger laced tea it will be my darling.

It's still raining.

oh well

Someone is enjoying rains, smoking a foul-smelling cigarette in their lawn, probably while getting partly wet because how else would the transparent wisps of smoke coiling into a slithering wave enter through my open window and gag me?

rainy days

Thunders and non-stop rain.
This is the day number I lost track of continuous rains that are probably because of another typhoon passing by, this time not through the mainland but towards Japan and the side effects are felt by this city.
I mean I'm all for rains but not when they've near disrupted life.
Today was another day I couldn't click pictures because it is pitch dark inside the house and balcony is wet with rainfall.
I mean come on.

Lat night or more accurately this morning the skies began their water-shedding program after a brief respite and it came down so hard that I woke up and panicked because all the windows were open and the intensity with which the rains came down was indication enough that it'd flood my house which it did as I observed at 3 am.
There was water pooling under the windowpanes and I had to shut down every window and lay towels on the puddle because I was too sleepy to begin mopping.

The rains are still happening but the wind is dead and thusly the ferocity is contained to a straight line which is why I sit in front of an open window, listening to this mad noise.

,.,

Give me a place to stand and I'll tip over because my center of gravity shifts when I have the feels at night and one portion tends to get so much heavier my darling I fear I am swollen in all the needful spaces.

Convenience inconvenience

This evening I saw a line
Longer than most
of people restlessly queuing behind
Each other
and more running to join
to create a human serpentine
what on earth was this line for?
There weren't any restaurants
as far as the eye could see
but there was a small shop
that kept pushing out plastic packets
With something inside
something special perhaps
it must be
and so I walked ahead of the people train
people staring at me
frowning with murder twinkling in their eyes
some even wished to question
as to how I was just brazenly walking
ahead of everyone?
What did I intend to do?
I had no ill intention
no reason for me to jilt the queue
it was just curiosity
as I quickened my pace
to get a glimpse of what it really was
three people standing behind a glass counter
Engrossed in pushing out packet after packet
of rotisserie chicken

:()

Nighttime and the heart begins to shoot flare guns
for you to see

bye algae

I had been as you might or might not be aware an avid consumer of spirulina, especially in my smoothies and for a couple months, specifically after the allergy scare I had some time ago I stopped consuming almost everything that might have been a possible trigger, scaling down my diet to a further trim which also meant that substances like spirulina and other possible triggers like vinegar, nuts and for a small time even soy had to go.
I have since incorporated back most of these items with the exception of synthetic vinegar and spirulina and after a small course of a few medicines which the doctor prescribed those allergic reactions are all but gone but I am still not brave enough to go back to being the same way because it was a very discomforting and scary moment which I do not wish to relive.
I love you spirulina and you might or might not have been the culprit but the doctor suggested I lay off you and somehow I got better after that.
Could have been the medicines but I can't take the chances.

a little bit of this and all that

Who me?

Having a hard time getting work done because I'm too distracted for some reason.

I'd rather do anything but this.

perhaps I will do anything, but I don't have the time to waste my time.

I'm in a mind to type out some more chapters for my ongoing story on the other blog seeing how I'm already midway but I'm expecting someone over for tea and I do not feel up to being too much of a host right now.
These tranquil moments to myself are most treasured, especially at the time, this particular time between 2pm-5pm and this is exactly when my house wants to get raided by people.

One moment I'm writing this blog and another I get a message asking me if I'm free.

Gah! these are the problems of working at home/from home.
it's taken for granted that you're home all the time and so being home = being free! well, sometimes but not right now, in fact not ever.

I like people but I'm not a very social human being and the less I have to interact the better.

better get on with typing manically fast then.

Milk is it

The one and only rule for boiling milk is that you never leave its sight.
The moment you're out of the kitchen engaged in other apparent important activities if even for a minute, know that to be the exact moment when the milk will boil over and you'll have a right on mess on your hands!

Lame days.

Does it happen to you?
Sometimes I wake up and I know the moment I've opened my eyes that my body just ain't there a 100%.
I woke up with some pain in my back, in my limbs courtesy of having an extremely interrupted sleep that sometimes comes with having pets and it gets compounded since I'm an extremely light sleeper.
Sometimes I get back to feeling absolutely fine just a few moments after waking up and sometimes the feeling plateaus into a rather disjointed, knackered sensation that keeps both mind and body from putting anymore strain.

I had near decided to do a HIIT routine today with some cardio but as I went about deciding on all the exercises for the routine my mind in accord with my body kept putting large red crosses everywhere on that thought.

My internal will absolutely collapsed and today is without workouts because I just can't feel it in me.

Ah, I hate such days.

Maybe I'll get some cleaning done.
Perhaps a bit of glass polishing to get through.

Nightkiss

That time of night
when I'd challenge you to a fight
and give up halfway

—-.-

What is good for the soul is often times bad for the heart.

Catnap

My day exhausting

my night insomniac

my bed occupied

Poems Gaga

I thought of wrenching out poetry
from places deep or maybe shallow
depends on who reads them
and how they interpret
my mood swings
For they might be fodder for great thoughts
for someone seeking so
and mindless reflections
on broken mirrors for another
sometimes the poems spill
faster than I can write
oftentimes though
I need to squeeze their throats
to let out a small croak

smell that

All the windows in my house are open because the weather out is pleasantly cool and windy and it's barely 4:30 and I can smell food getting prepared in some houses.
It's not for lunch, of course not, these smells are for dinnertimes.
Typically people have dinner by 6:00pm here and leave their homes for evening walks a little before 7:00 and some older people have already had their dinner and are about to leave for their walks.

Strange isn't it, some cultures. When in Spain this was ideally lunchtime and dinner wasn't had until after 10:00.
But yes, food smells.
I can smell roasted fish from somewhere, garlic pork from another and by the heavens, this room where I currently sit which faces the kitchens and backyards of some villas offers a wealth of knowledge, specifically seeing how I'm sitting right at the lips of an open window, however large trees thankfully have obstructed all my views and filter but the barest sounds and all the smells.

muzak

there are some times when only this song would do.

Best heard with a mug of coffee or a couple shots of your favourite poison on a slightly higher volume.

out of supplies

So my biscotti urge did not die down and I went into the pantry to forage the ingredients but wait!
I have run out of refined flour and one needs that as an essential for biscotti.
I could, of course, go to the nearest store and procure some but it's raining and now I've work to do!
Does this situation not suck?

Morn

Dismal mornings that erupt into perilous rains, a despondent note of wet orchestra playing on every surface in a contrasting fresco of bright on cimmerian.

Night kiss

I am but still an organic warren
getting unraveled
by an early archaeologist

:;:;:

Nighttime and the night ink flows
on soot black parchments
scraping meaningful words
decipherable by none

Salve

Who me?
speaking your name in sibilant sighs while subtly assuaging a bubbling venom that rises to the brim ready to spill out of my eyes.

Some times

One minute I was stuck in the moment, typing like a raging maniac, coming up with delicious sounding moments and the other my door knocked and a friend bathed in stress showed up which she then continued to dilute with tea and discussion.
Two hours later, here I am, a draft in my folders, my mood Smelting into amber confusion and dinner on horizon.
Tuesday, you never disappoint.

speculoos urges

I'm just sitting, wracking my head over how I'd like a sentence to sound when out of nowhere the need to eat a biscotti dipped in hot coffee arises.
And now just any biscotti but a spiced pumpkin seeds one.
This is silly!
Ridiculous even. These cravings get superlative and beyond comprehension so much so that if it doesn't abate then I might have to make some spiced seed biscotti's tomorrow!
Well, I have no cookies or biscuits at home anyways so this served as a good excuse.

'Why does this house have no snacks??' I was irritatedly asked the other day.

The answer is simple.
I'm not a snacker and the person who is a snacker ends up eating all the snacks and trolling snack sections doesn't come naturally to me, so that's there.

Why did this little bit of information have to come up?
Because I feel like eating a biscotti.

them pains

I have overworked my legs after almost a week.
cardio exercises and badminton don't count.
Today was a leg day proper. Strength exercises all!
The kind that includes weighted squats, deadlifts, Bulgarian splits, lunges and a burnout pilates with ankle weights that include a plethora of pulses and raises and each movement is a whole new world of agony which makes itself felt every time I sit down.
Yes, glutes! I hear you.
I'm sorry

and the rest

That time of the afternoon when the only thing left is to live a bit of life before moving on to the next chore that is making dinner.
It's this time that I love the most and hate it when these couple hours get disturbed by incoming kids who've finished homework.
I'm all about the fast lane but sometimes I'd rather just park and not care about the moving traffic at all.

A couple days back I was told that I live in la-la land and it was meant as a compliment. I didn't know what to make of it and don't know still except I'm quite happy with my things though sometimes disgruntled with the heaviness of it all but all in all it's alright.
I could ask for more but then who else but I have to strive for it and my pace is my own.

And now

The light is pretty bad indoors and I've taken it all outside.

The lighting is good out what with overcast heads and diffused lowlight its a good photography day. 

The only trouble is that each time I'm making a meat related recipe the cats go berserk and it's not easy to click pics without stuffing them in separate rooms. 

Of course they're given a chef's treat after and it keeps us both happy. 

But yeah pictures. 

Night gauche

The fluid fabric of orange cotton emits a laugh as the watery edge of night ink flows towards the karmic knowledge of everyday existence despite the harsh day bathed in ritualistic slaughter of dreams and wishes, mounted upon bleeding spears of fantasy, sizzling in hot sun to rot with a figurative stench of Sisyphean grind amongst lily blossoms of comfort.

Hot baby

How fun
was it to begin spilling
all over each other
heads between legs
tongues buried in lips
each fingertip an
extension of sight
every monosyllable
a thesis on appreciation

(?)

What looks like a dying sun blazing from behind a thicket of trees at night looks like a bunch of tired fireflies giving up on their glow in camera photos.
Why must you deceive me so eyes?

—:/

in a shipwreck tonight
I look for you
on a land I could sight

?

I want to watch Joker!
I think after the extremely ridiculous suicide squad we need joker redemption and perhaps Joaquin Phoenix is the man. And will there be new batman too?

What the what?

There's a movie called Kaashmora 2 and I wonder why?
This is weirdness on another level which my feeble brain is unable to grasp.
But I shan't let my remaining two grey cells fight to death over this and get back to reading manga.

What now

Who me?
I have just eaten two large potatoes baked and followed with a sweet large banana and now I'm eating a piece of malevolently dark chocolate because dinner was solitary meal and I'd ask for more solace but that stuff doesn't come easy!

Lunched

Buckwheat noodles with vegetables and tofu drenched in a peanut butter dressing because what am I if not virtuous? 

Rain rain come again

Day 4 of non stop rains and this weather as wet and uncomfortable maybe has culled the heat and made it a most pleasant indoor experience.
I'm currently sitting without any fan and it feels cozy and cool.
The weather has of course made it near impossible to click pictures both inside and outside the house and that is a bit of a setback that I'm suffering but hopefully I'll be able to recover from it soon.
It's impossible to venture out seeing how this situation is and one has to be really resolved to go out but we're not dwelling on the more practical aspect.
I can hear the curses hurled at the relentless rains that just won't stop and I empathize as I drown in the synchronized pitter patter and smile.
Here's hoping I have no outside business to attend today!
Salut.