Saturday, 4 March 2017






Waiting

They are all gone- to school, auntie’s, friend’s and mum’s.
If feels good to be home alone. Waiting for no one, knowing they are fine, safe, tucked away, somewhere. They all know I am only a phone call away. A comforting feeling for us all.

The silence is pleasing for a change but any little click or clink sends me jumping. My imagination is on full speed. What could be the reason for this?

o   The experiences I’ve had.
o   The memories I’ve retained.
o   The books I’ve read.
o   The stories I’ve been told.
o   The lyrics of the songs I sing.

All these stick in to our unconscious mind and rears its ugly head at times like this.

I am waiting for no one, I am home alone!