I am at a point in the day where I am at a complete loss for words. Correction, I am at a point in the day where apathy has snuck its head into my being and is metaphorically stitching my mouth shut, so I am unable to verbalise anything anymore. However, with intense insomnia and … Continue reading Hormones and Hot-Topics
Sometimes, I feel rather rebellious. With this rebellion, it is often my purse that is left quaking in fear. It cries, “Sacha! Please! Do not disturb the mothballs that lie within me!” I am sorry, purse. We are going shopping. One of the luxuries of being a woman under stress is that retail therapy is … Continue reading Unleash the Mothballs!
It’s a crisp winter morning. One of which is enticing to a driver, so they can take their car out for its daily “stroll”. Like a dog, a car must be driven to make sure it remains a happy vehicle. Also like a dog, to a petrol-head, it is your best friend. However, when on … Continue reading What Grinds My Gears (The Bad Driver Edition)
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