Gingerbread Brown

I remember hearing about you in my second year of university, and seeing you every so often. I don’t believe we talked at all but I knew you seemed like a cool person. Like a gingerbread brown, you are a colour that doesn’t really stand out too much – you’re not loud and you aren’tContinue reading “Gingerbread Brown”

Champagne Pink

As I use what little time I have now to reflect and write, I wonder what it would have been like to never have met you. The question of going back and changing the past always presents a can of worms; I guess I wouldn’t know what I’d be missing out on. But, I thinkContinue reading “Champagne Pink”

To the one who has kept me warm

To the one who has kept me warm, You have lent me your coat more than once. The time first was after the wedding we had attended a couple of years ago – when we sat by the beach on the Central Coast with a bunch of other people, eating fish and chips for lunch.Continue reading “To the one who has kept me warm”

To the boy looking for a fight

To the boy looking for a fight, how did this all start? I’m a little confused, because I remember my first impression of you – I didn’t think much. Ok, banter aside, I was really encouraged by your testimony. It was a perspective that I hadn’t really heard before, so it was interesting to learnContinue reading “To the boy looking for a fight”