Get lost in another world for a fragment of time


Whether you are on the train, on lunch, relaxing in the park or about to walk into a lamp post (tut tut look where you’re walking) – escape ‘real life’ for five to ten minutes and let your imagination run wild.

Welcome to C Y Stories

A place you come to immerse yourself in another time and place. It’s a busy world we live in and so this is the realm to escape and divulge your imagination.

Second birth

There was water everywhere; she was surrounded and gasping for air. She wasn’t quite sure why she was here or what had brought her here this time but she had a feeling she was too late. Her head rose to the surface, it was dark and she looked all around her. Why had...

The art of avoidance paints an anaesthetised canvass

I was a translucent vessel for the music that thumped through my skull, the notes passing by and not one ounce of my being paused to attend, absorb or attune to the rhythm or melody. It merely surrounded me, vibrated through my psyche and I felt nothing. I was numb, I...

Indelible ink

Sometimes I am not sure what I believe in. I think the older you get, the more cynical you become and the less you believe in magic. I remember a time where I believed in soul mates and the fateful meeting of two energies, and sometimes I want to believe that magic...

Below is a collection of blogs which are essentially a snippet of day to day life and musings. Whether it’s being a better person, relishing life or having a good old rant about a subject – this is life Jim, but not as we know it.

Belonging versus Fitting In

‘The greatest barrier to belonging is fitting in.’ 
Brené Brown

Awake News

Journalists, take heed, by reporting in such detail about the mass murderers and bullies, you are exemplifying that behaviour. You are giving those people notoriety, and putting their heinous crimes on a pedestal.

Great Expectations

As I sit on my bed in the most un-ergonomically friendly way, sipping on Coles brand sparkling water uncouthly from the bottle, and having eaten peanut butter from the jar with a spoon for dinner… I contemplate whether I am an accomplished adult. Yes readers, this is...