Author Archives: realmofombasa

A glimpse at what normal used to be is now in reach. Can you last a little longer to reach it? Do you want to?

Aching muscles protest the actions demanded, too tired to pretend the load doesn’t hurt and the burden of many hasn’t ground our will and self-worth to dust.

Another failure, an  hour wasted on forcing pieces that just won’t fit. You don’t fit anymore; accept it and move on.

Small beck of mud waiting for an unsuspecting foot to sink in and disappear, its owner dragged under and hidden forever with a wet sloppy ripple of ‘plop’.

Pray for a personal win, even a small one, anything to remind you life is good, you’re worth it and even if you can’t reach that goal you are enough.

Reach the peak and feel the slip of defeat as hope and trying dissolves and all you’re left with is complete and undeniable failure.

Measure and reproduce a better replica that takes their place, ready to stand tall while the other remains in pieces on the floor.

Teach a skill when they’ve mastered a more useful one, waiting to be remembered and have them validated as a little more independent.

Take photos for evidence of a struggle you ignored until it was too late to help, but now blame the survivor for not coping alone. Are you proud?

Restock the minimum and once again I wonder why I try so hard, filling everything and depleting myself to be rewarded with no afterthought by any, not even a negative one.