Heartbroken But Never Bound

Heartbroken But Never Bound

In those times when one’s feelings become hollow,
In those times when all one receives is the chilly hand.
When that dreaded time approaches…

The heart pounds like the warning drums that sound for war.
The palms sweat like the mourning dew kissing the grassy carpet.
Deep within the pit of emptiness the groaning rises
Now the inevitable occurs…

Memorable Conversations: Meeting the ED

Memorable Conversations: Meeting the ED

I walk in to the office that Thursday, some minutes before noon. After filling the visitors’ record book, I walk straight down, open the door leading into the reception area on the ground floor. “Hello, good morning! I’d like to see the ED.” “Please, fill this form,” the young lady politely instructs as she hands me the visitors’ form. I swiftly fill in necessary information and hand over the A5 paper to the eager receptionist who then puts a call through while I take my seat.