It seems as if the internet has collectively come to a consensus that 2025 has completely knocked the wind out of them. Like a sucker punch to the gut that has somehow caught you off guard, no matter how prepared you thought you were. And during this time of reflective resets, I can’t help butContinue reading “2025”
Author Archives: Jaimee
After the Party
After the party, When all has gone quiet, Do you sit among the mess And breathe a sigh of relief? The festivities have calmed, And you turn off the light Letting the Christmas tree glow As you prepare for bed. It was a space filled with joy, And laughter, and food, and family, And asContinue reading “After the Party”
A Sick Woman’s Lament
I AM BEDRIDDEN AND UPSET AND LAMENTING I COULDN’T LAST THE FINAL 13 DAYS OF THIS YEAR WITHOUT FALLING ILL BECAUSE I WAS SO CLOSE TO THIS UTTERLY MEANINGLESS STREAK OF HEALTH SO I MUST SETTLE ON SAYING I HAVE BEEN THE PICTURE OF HEALTH FOR A MERE 352 DAYS AND NOT A YEAR.
Love is an endless sacrifice
Love hurts. Don’t you think so? I imagine the God of the universe feels this way every day. I often think about His love for us—how incomprehensibly big it is, and how painful it must be to love someone who doesn’t love you back. To have His heart broken all the time through the separationContinue reading “Love is an endless sacrifice”
Arrhythmia and Joy on the Floor
I’ve revelled in the nostalgic pull of Spotify Wrapped in 2025. Music has always played a significant role in my life, despite having little to no talent for it. And I’ve found it somewhat ironic that I studied audio production in my tertiary years. I’m thankful to God for the wonders of music and theContinue reading “Arrhythmia and Joy on the Floor”
Sink or Swim
The life of a creative is comical, cathartic, and chronically chaotic. Oftentimes, I wonder whether there’s a way out of this kind of life. No two days are the same. Mondays are always novel—there is something to look forward to after slow Sunday afternoons, and there is little dread in the trepidation of thinking aboutContinue reading “Sink or Swim”
Silliness in the Sun
I wonder what it is like For kids to laugh and play, And unreservedly scream and shout At the top of their little lungs, As they race each other to a finish line. To be so carefree and without worry— Remind me what that is like, To be childlike in an unfair world Of littleContinue reading “Silliness in the Sun”
A Good Thing
Among the many good things that may happen in your life, I’m grieved to tell you that the bad will be overwhelmingly likely to outweigh the good. On a daily basis, atrocities occur around the world, and hearing about such things only tears down the illusion of the “good world” you want to believe exists.Continue reading “A Good Thing”
Special Day
Today was just an ordinary day. One like any other. But today’s date is special. As I gloss over the date I celebrate, I remember my brother is another year older. Of course, he’s not at home—out with his girlfriend and shared loved ones, I presume. And I’m glad he gets to enjoy today, notContinue reading “Special Day”
Sleepless
Ever since returning home, there has been a strange quality to my nights. They’ve become longer despite daylight staying longer for the summer, and my mornings have been stolen by the sleepy concoctions of a different time zone. Yet, I would still like to be welcomed into the day by the morning sun once more.Continue reading “Sleepless”
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