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Healthy Eating Doesn't Have to Be Boring
*Writes article whilst eating chocolate. If you are anything like me then eating “healthy” foods can become a bit of a bore and a chore. The last thing we want right after a stressful day is to munch on a celery stick from the back of the fridge, right? But our future selves would be thankful if we did nibble our way through said celery stick. And that’s exactly the point, short-term vs…
Poetry - The Positives
Did you know that experiencing moving poetry activates similar brain regions as listening to a favourite piece of music, and can even trigger physiological reactions like chills or goosebumps? Yet despite poetry’s remarkable ability to move us, many people still see it as something reserved for classrooms and dusty anthologies. I certainly used to be one of them. Where It All Began There are…
Poem - Will I Ever Find Love?
I search for you in every corner of my mind’s eye, Swirling corridors, crooked crevices, And still, I cannot find you. A figure of my imagination, I imagine growing old together, Making plans together, Holding hands together. Yet time slips like sand through my fingers. My face ages each year, my hair…a little greyer. Will you still love me when I’m not young and beautiful? Will you…
Poem - A Closed Fist
I am hungry,But you feel no need to feed me.I ask you, ‘why?’You quite simply give no reason.You would much faster feed a dying dog in the streetThan acknowledge a fellow human in need.Or am I not human?Am I not human enough for you?Or are you not human?Are you not human enough for me?See I thought hu-man-it-tyWas all about compassion,That it was all about togetherness,But perhaps these…
To New Beginnings.....
Goodbye to ‘The Neon Squid’ and hello to ‘Curious Conversations With Natasha’! It’s been a long time since I last wrote on here with consistency. Life changed, and this little corner of the internet sat quietly for a while. But I’ve realised I still want a place to share , my thoughts, my little poems, the things I’m learning, and the conversations that matter to me. So this is a fresh start. I…
Poem - The Water
Numb, too much time has passed. Like driftwood afloat on the ocean’s surface, Directionless. I am carried through life, lost. No mariner meets me halfway, I’m half alive, half dead. To have a friend right now would be respite. From the thoughts inside my head. It’s just me and the eternal horizon. I feel like giving up. But just as the sun sets in one breath, In another it has…
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Why I Love To Hate Valentine's Day
Table for one, please. 😦 So Valentine’s Day is fast approaching, and once again for yet another year I have that dreaded sinking feeling in my cold-hearted chest. That’s right, I’m single, which automatically means I resign to a life of embitterment and resentment. Even the slightest ‘peck on the cheek’ of the lovey dove duo on the street corner sends me into a downspiral, a one minute ad about…
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Doomsday Dating Apps
Dating applications – where to begin….. I develop a headache as soon as I start to think about them. They say that we shouldn’t judge a book by it’s cover but isn’t that exactly what we’re doing on those platforms? If Timmy’s hairline recedes so much as a millimetre too far on the upper left temple he’s getting a left swipe quicker than he can coif his combover in one fell swoop. Bit harsh,…
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Why Does Relaxing Feel Like A Sin?
Why Does Relaxing Feel Like A Sin?
Photo by Angela Roma on Pexels.com *Why does this photo make me laugh so much? I’m wrong for this. Is it just me or does she look like the lead in ‘Voldemort’s half-sister’ or something (ok never mind)? 😂 Ahem, guilt shouldn’t rid us of the pleasure of taking a break, relaxing shouldn’t be deemed a ‘sin’. Nor a ‘reward’ for that matter. ‘I’ll give myself 15 minutes of peace as a thank you for…
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The Cheat
The Cheat I close my eyes, I still feel you beside me. A distant memory latches on, As time heals the pain of losing you for eternity. I never knew that I was the other woman. And probably I was never meant to. But your urge to be so close to me from a place so far, Led your wife to unveil what you did not want her to. Was it lust or love? Against her or for me? I guess neither she…
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Why Are my Dreams Getting Stranger??
Why Are my Dreams Getting Stranger??
Photo by Mike B on Pexels.com Last night I dreamt that I was waterskiing off of the fin of a Great White shark….I haven’t watched ‘Jaws’ in years so where did that one come from? Dreams – so vivid in the moment yet escape from our minds more often than not within the blink of an eye. Messages from our subconscious or foretellers of our futures? Whatever the reason, it must be said that some are…
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Groundhog Day
I don’t really know what to talk about, perhaps if I type for long enough some eureka moment might strike me much like the sudden urge to pee just as you’re in early morning traffic. I feel like everyday is Groundhog day in my life currently, yes – new month new me pessimistic perspective about something petty. But that’s why you’re reading this right, so we can wallow in self-pity…
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Why Is Life So Hard (Sometimes)?
Why Is Life So Hard (Sometimes)?
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Poem: Lies
Words and actions - unmatched. The truth is shrouded in mystery. So far back in history, That I begin to doubt myself. The effort applied to closing my ears and eyes, While you reveal a lie, concealing what should, Be known. Why spend more time, more energy, Entangling yourself in a web of secrecy? For it's no secret to me - you're no good. Yet still I give you all that I have. Love rose-tints…
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Art Art Art
Sentences which would spring to mind if I were to gaze upon the beauty of these masterpieces at the museum: ‘The Look’ – when someone steals your last crisp. Royal Collection Trust The ‘home late from work infront of the TV seriously questioning what I’m doing with my life’ kind of look. Historic Royal Palaces When Mother opens the dooreth, and you and Jimmy have just hidden the weedeth. The…
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Should I Get A Pet Pt III?
Should I Get A Pet Pt III?
Welcome to the final instalment to my pet chronicles. And I’ve saved my favourite to last, because yes like my parents I do have favourites, and mine are the loveable, huggable cats and dogs! The cat – ‘Luna’ Here she is in all her feline glory, ready to claw your arm to shreds one minute and beg you for food the next. Who doesn’t love the unpredictable ways of the house cat? Despite being…
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