I’ve passed

Oh yea, spot of jibey news. I passed my driving test on the first go. : ) and yes yes, it was a manual.

Let’s shelve the issue

#1 Eva & Jemmo gripe about housing issues and the illogical minimum age cap for purchase of public housing.

J: 35 is such an arbitrary age.

E: It’s the age that my eggs are no longer fresh. Bye bye eggs!

J: That’s not true. There’s still many good years to go. After all, women live longer than men.

E: Well dear, women have a longer life span but men have longer shelf-lives.

#2 Eva & Jemmo yak on about relationships and marriage.

J: The policies are all skewed towards getting people married. Look at the maternanity and paternity benefits. I don’t begrudge anyone their benefts, but why are the singles overlooked? It’s almost as if the singles are penalised for not being married.

E: Even the unwed mothers don’t get the same amount of benefits as a wedded mom.

J: Looks like we have to avoid being left on the shelf my dear.

E keeps mousy quiet for a while and J starts to smiles.

E: Actually, being on the shelf would mean that all the boytoys are within my reach.

For a Thursday afternoon

You are my mid-week relief.

The abruptly placed comma in a busy sentence.

The unbashful yawn in the midst of somebody’s ramblings.

The scent of tea from a pot that needs rinsing.

A welcomed imperfection.

autumn leaves

I imagine myself racing into the swirl of falling autumn leaves with outstretched arms and open palms. The crinkled colours disintergrating at my feet.

It’s yet another autumn leaf pile that I couldn’t avoid. Couldn’t resist.