• Amimee commented on the post, unhealthy 3 years, 4 months ago

    It really wasn’t a good system, in fact it was quite unhealthy. But, it was her choice to bottle it all in and hope that time would allow her to forget and perhaps even move on.

  • Amimee commented on the post, magnolia 3 years, 4 months ago

    As she sat in the sagging armchair that she’d had all her married life, Vanessa glanced out the window to see the magnolia tree start to blossom. she didn’t think she’d be around for it again, and yet her she was.

  • Amimee commented on the post, sleeves 3 years, 4 months ago

    We all need to roll up our sleeves, she called out. the water was coming in from so many directions – the floor, the ceiling, through the cracks in the window. The whole thing was quite hopeless, but while she thought she could save them, roll up their sleeves they did. Until they drew their last breath.

  • Amimee commented on the post, outfit 3 years, 5 months ago

    She likes to prepare her outfit the night before. It kept her feeling in control. the same way she kept her room, neat, orderly, and in control. Her outfit was laid out carefully on her chair, her shoes under it so as not to appear messy.

  • Amimee commented on the post, transform 3 years, 5 months ago

    Trying hard to stay positive, to transform myself from the cranky angry teeth-clenching hag I’ve become, to the normal person I think I once was. Maybe this is the new me, post-transformation that I didn’t even ask for.

  • Amimee commented on the post, chaos 3 years, 5 months ago

    Sometimes I find it difficult to navigate my way through this life. There’s chaos and mayhem around every corner. But what would the alternative be – boredom, sameness and nothing. What’s that old saying – life wasn’t meant to be easy..

  • Amimee commented on the post, domestic 3 years, 5 months ago

    I didn’t know where to start. The whole place was a mess. She hadn’t cleaned in..forever? She saw it as beneath her. The “domestic help” would sort that out. They sorted her out. By walking out and letting her fend for herself. And now she was under all the rubbish. Dead.

  • Amimee commented on the post, scooter 3 years, 5 months ago

    The little girl didn’t even see it coming. In fact, the scooter rider didn’t see her coming wither. With the swish of red and the metal clang of blue, they both ended in a heap of crumpled mess.

  • Amimee commented on the post, chopsticks 3 years, 5 months ago

    That was the new habit – eating lunch with the chopsticks her niece had brought back from Japan. she reasoned that by using them, she’d slow down her eating and perhaps even appreciate the food that was going into her mouth. At the moment though, they were causing her grief.

  • Amimee commented on the post, syrup 3 years, 5 months ago

    Reading between the lines of the most recent email, her tone was like the sickly sweet syrup you pour over store-bought pancakes – trying too hard to get what she wanted.

  • Amimee commented on the post, spoon 3 years, 5 months ago

    Tell me about it, an identity crisis indeed. It seems that everyone these days is suffering from something or other. I’d rather dig our my innards with a spoon than to listen to the ever increasing tales of woes that some people recount in order to seem to be the craziest.

  • Amimee commented on the post, signal 3 years, 5 months ago

    It was all I needed to begin. The signal I’d been waiting for, and after the long silence, the “ping” sounded – the email had arrived. Begin your writing, get creative, do not stop, keep pushing the boundaries and live your life.

  • Amimee commented on the post, charity 5 years, 1 month ago

    My, how long has it been? since you showed some compassion, some charity towards me? I question whether you ever showed those traits to me, even in the beginning of our relationship. The steely glaze in your eyes betray your true feelings, and charitable thoughts are glaringly missing.

  • Amimee commented on the post, repressed 5 years, 6 months ago

    Don’t you realize that as a society they were repressed? their news outlets were owned by one man, the press by the same man and very little news from The Outside World made its way to them. It was no wonder they allowed the behavior to continue.

  • Amimee commented on the post, heightened 5 years, 7 months ago

    It wasn’t enough that her stomach was turning at the thought of walking into the room with !hat Person there. Her whole being was rendered a conduit, everything heightened by her anxiety.

  • Amimee commented on the post, avoided 5 years, 7 months ago

    I shook his hand and the pact was sealed. I would promise not to bring the subject up ever again. The Subject was to be avoided at all costs for evermore. Even reminding him that there should be no come back should he be on his deathbed

  • Amimee commented on the post, compete 5 years, 7 months ago

    It simply wasn’t in her nature to compete. Well, that was a lie. Of course it was in her nature but she didn’t like the person competition turned her into. Normally sane, stable and reasonable, the immersion of competition brought out the absolute worst in her and she simply wasn’t comfortable with that.

  • Amimee commented on the post, revenue 5 years, 9 months ago

    She knew nothing about that side of the business, so the men sitting across the desk from her, with their spreadsheets and spruiking numbers – costs, revenue – or lack thereof – came as a bit of a shock. She had no idea of the mess they were in and this was only the start.

  • Amimee commented on the post, willful 6 years, 3 months ago

    There wasn’t much time left to just hang around. Checking their watches and making sure they synchronised, their steadfast movement towards the exit was almost willful in nature. Their shoulders were back, heads up and they marched out, as simple as that.

  • Amimee commented on the post, god 6 years, 3 months ago

    there wasn’t one, that she knew. if there had been one, a god that is, then things may have been different. she may have put in a bit of effort here and there. she may have watched her words, here and there. instead, what did she care. one day, she would simply not wake up.