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I don't mean this to sound dark. I really don't. Read it more in a rainy day sort of voice - where theres a lot of rain and wind outside. But you're inside with a blanket and tea so while you can't really go anywhere you're not really bothered by it either sort of voice. If you read it like that you wont misunderstand me. I have been, for roughly six months now, in state of semi-isolation. I quit my job to stay home with my daughter who, while being perfectly human and whole, does not speak or convey opinions and therefore does not bring with her much of the feeling of being with another human. While, initially, the concept of quitting my job brought with it the promise of doing much more of whatever it is I want to do with my time, I find myself more often doing exactly the opposite. That is, I find myself more often doing absolutely nothing at all. I have put together a number of excuses for this all of which have some validity but not really enough to jus...

Hey Bek, I was thinking about the purpose of this blog and something came to mind. Do you remember that letter? I’m not sure it even got to you, come to think of it, the post office in Joberg was so backed up. But I wrote you a letter, a specific letter, about being on the river all summer and wishing you could be out there with me. I remember describing my favorite places to you with such passion - trying to make you see them the way I did. I remember trying my very hardest to show you what I saw. And when I finished the letter,  I remember thinking it was the best love letter I’d ever written. You make me a better writer by being my person, and by loving me and creating of me a better person. So you’re right, our friendship is a thing we should never stop pursuing. These posts don’t always have to be to each other like this one is, but they’re for each other. So that we stay proactive in this valuable and worthy friendship of ours. All my love forever, Danielle