words....

We all know the person, who, without thinking speaks. They say things that you are sensitive to . things that has absolutely nothing to do with them. I can't stand those people. Why are you talking about something that has nothing to do with you . Commenting on something that you know nothing about, we all know these people, they know about your situation better than you living in your situation.

So, last night a person said a thing that had me awake the entire night, so now not only am a upset about what you said but you stole my sleep and now i am grumpy the entire day because of your comment. SHUT UP NEXT TIME! ask me about the weather or what butter i buy ..

I don't mind people asking questions and commenting and discussing life, issues etc. But you know the prejudice, judgmental and questioning tone of voice....

Don't you just feel that occasionally, you want to take your head off and put it aside. On the night stand or on the edge of the bed next to the cat .

So you go to work in the morning and decide to email the person with the mouth , and they say " oh sorry , didn't mean to upset you " oh that's just dandy , could you also apologize for my lack of sleep..

i think the day i loose my hearing, i will not get a hearing aid, that way i can sleep soundly .

the rest of the day i will try and not bite at any heads around me..

i need rest and a full bottle of rescue drops.

afrique du sud

Sometimes when everything just gets too much to handle, it is natural to want to run away, fly away, immigrate or just disappear. With honesty you cannot read this and say you have not felt like just going to buy a bread and never returning . I have had my share of wanting to run, we have all been so fed up with people, work and politics in this country, the grass always seem greener on the other side.

I could not wait to leave this country, from the moment i touched down on the other side ,everything was great , worked smoothly , efficiently.... i couldn't wait to get back home. 4 days overseas and i begged for a early ticket home.. i had 10 more days to go.. great , i always wanted to leave now all i want to do is go back home. A swallowed a lump in my throat when the pilot said " ladies and gentleman, we have entered into South African airspace, and should be touching down in JHB at 8am" i have never been so happy to hear " Johannesburg" i wanted to belt out the anthem.

there is something about this country, the people, the smell the familiarity of all the chaos. Our own uniqueness, our africaness.

I drive to work and sometimes with a heavy heart, wanting to yet again escape , i look to my side,the lion park, the zebras next to the road, the Giraffe elegantly going about eating leaves , and i realize , the grass is not greener anywhere but here...

Next time i want to escape, i might have to settle for pofadder or klip agter water, or somewhere in the karoo...

But for now i settle for the familiar smell of smog and the endless chaotic que at the postoffice.