My Friends – Journal Monday Prompt #13

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I was six, she was five, “you’re it!” she said
We played all day, messed around and had fun
Been best friends forever, even until now
When we are not on the same continents
It doesn’t really matter

Got other friends throughout my life
They came, stayed a bit, and then we part
Some still have contact, some not
Because I travelled a lot, that’s why
From one country to another
There was always one or two

Friends I can share secrets with
Friends I love going to parties with
Friends I can go on holidays
Friends with me on my long walks
Friends I can ring in the middle of the night
They can be one person or may be all different

Thomas – Journal Monday Prompt #9 and Wordle #64

This week’s fun words: Cartilage Paint Session Atomize (to reduce to fine particles or spray) Denouement (the final resolution of the intricacies of a plot, as of a drama or novel) Handle Cue Lapse Cocktail Paramnesia (a distortion of memory in which fact and fantasy are confused) Mizzle (misty rain) Column


Thomas has had a car accident. It was a severe one and his knees were damaged and the cartilages were removed. He has to learn how to walk with crutches. Aside from that, he suffered from paramnesia, a distortion of memory where his facts and fantasies are confused in his mind. Sometimes, his memory lapses. He doesn’t trust anyone which atomizes society and diminishes his range of human experience.

To help Thomas handle his condition, he has a regular therapeutic session with Dr. Smith. He was given a cocktail of medicine for the pain and depression. He started going back to work, where he writes a column in a magazine. As the months went by, he carried on with his life, even went back to his hobby – painting! But sometimes, he would stop in the middle of something and could not remember what he was doing.

Cue: weather changing. It was mizzling steadily, like the stillness that comes with Cornish mizzle. Thomas met Claire in one of the parties he attended. They talked that evening and found out that they have a lot in common. She’s an artist. Perhaps, this is the sunset after the storm, that life could be beautiful again after the accident, after the treatment and therapy. There’s nothing like seeing two improbably beautiful people fall in love, perhaps fight and reach a story’s denouement together.

Passion Through Poetry and Fiction – Journal Monday Prompt #7

Passion through poetry and fiction
Glad I could do what I’ve chosen
Passion in doing everything fully
To swim and snorkel in the sea
Passion in learning new things
Life is full of swings and zings
Passion in teaching English
Don’t worry, I’m also British
Passion in meeting friends
Being me, don’t do pretends
Passion in shopping till I drop
I like my top, don’t do swap
Passion in ringing my Mom
Like giving myself a balm
Passion in skyping the son
Telling his pun, it’s quite fun
Passion with cycling with Him
Sometimes going to the gym
Passion in seeing the world
Kaleidoscope as it whirled
Passion in experiencing life
I think I’m a good housewife
Passion with different culture
Eyes not covered with a blinker
I think I’m living my passion
I always feel that I have won
I’m grateful to this brilliant world
Such dazzling and wonderful world