armed with a challenge
at my doorstep.
Doubts smudge the blank spaces on my screen.
The cursor pulses and hovers
fingers hang mid-air
unwilling to commit
to the keys on the board.
The muse is missing and the mind is blank.
How could he know?
Did March blab?
He must have.
March was there when my
procrastination morphed into an addiction
I couldn't shake.
House of Cards: series 1,2 and 3
Doc Martin: series 1,2, 3, 4 and 6
But, I'm sick.
I plead my case.
April rolls his eyes and I know he knows:
I'm hiding behind my antibiotics.
His accusations are accurate.
I better switch off that telly.
Get my butt off the sofa.
Or at least download those pictures I clicked in 2013
The Sun rises in Angkor Wat
Sometimes two halves are better than a whole.
And sometimes the mirror reflects more.
(I've used mirror image to create this collage...hope you like it. I do.)
My favourite temple: Banteay Srei
When trees take over:
Ta Prohm temple
It's been almost three years since my trip to Cambodia, but I still can't bring myself to write about it. The people I met there, the ones who've overcome odds so great I can't even begin to fathom, have become my heroes. But, whenever I sit down to write about them, I hesitate almost like one does when one enters a temple or a church. Am I ready, I ask. Not yet, reply my fingers as they stop typing.
Thanks to the A to Z Challenge, I've managed to download the pictures I clicked in December 2013. This may be the first step, perhaps. Who knows.