Putting one damn foot in front of the other

I walk across the Eleanor Schonell Bridge. I’ll take the same route back across going home. Heading into Uni, there is a beautiful view of the river from the bridge. It’s about 4pm. I usually cross at this time most days. At this time of day, the sun is just beginning to descend and the[…]

Kaleidoscope

My first day at UQ was awful. I was deep in the throes of heartbreak, at the hands of a UQ student, no less. I saw the campus for the first time through the dense, distorted hue of him. Every store, each seat, glass, and table, was coloured by his presence. I wondered what associations[…]