I am just a peaced-out white girl who only wants to smell the sweet roses and live in relative harmony, but instead this week I feel like I have been subjected to the front row of a major boxing tournament which has left me feeling nervous and anxious.

My flatmates sister is visiting and staying with us for two weeks. On the first night they had a horrific argument and almost brought the house down with their screaming. I could hear them on the street below, which is saying something because we live in the city center, it is loud outside and they were on the third floor with the windows shut! The sister packed her bags and spent the night in a hotel, however the very next morning she was back and we soon discovered that the argument from the previous day was standard business. Every single day this week they have yelled and screamed at each other at some point during the day. It has been awful. To them it is “normal”, but for everyone in the house it has been either slightly entertaining, or just plain unbearable. I was of the later opinion. All that ferocious energy has made me nervous and uncomfortable!

Then last night I ventured out with a different circle of friends to escape the domestic violence at home. We were having a great time searching for more underground techno clubs when one of the entourage briefly departed to get a pack of cigarettes and mysteriously returned in a filthy, dirty mood…

To top all the drama off, my hormones have been playing havoc with my mood. All week I have felt lethargic, moody and depressed, have had difficulty concentrating and seem to be going around in circles with my music without making any substantial progress, which is frustrating to say the least.

It’s rare that my projects and “Very Awesome To Do List” do not get me excited, but this week on two separate days there was nothing that could capture my imagination. Holly hectors, not even “The Church of the Spaghetti Monster” could inspire me this week!

Could it have been from the major lack of harmony in the home?! Maybe, maybe!

And I miss my man so much that I feel, what can only be described, as a void inside me.

This week was definitely an unusual week.

So, to sum it all up : Yes, I have a great life, but life will always be life, and this is just part of living…*

* Yes, very deep and philosophical