Author: Thomasina Ndlovu

I am an adult female. Pretty sure you already know that. A grown woman with bills and responsibilities who unwinds or calls scrolling through Tiktok me time. This is the part where you give me the side eye and let out a sigh. Relax. I know. I know I should go touch grass. I know… Continue reading

I can’t believe I’m at the point where I’m granted the privilege to write the coveted ‘things I learnt in my twenties’ piece. The one usually accompanied by a carefully curated carousel of pictures. A few profound sounding lessons. And just enough self reflection to make you believe the writer has finally figured life out.… Continue reading

I enjoy watching vlogs. They help me unwind. They also remind me that there is so much more to life than these four walls. There is so much more to to life than all I know. I enjoy watching women being women. Home making. Raising their children. Loving on their female friends. Trying out new… Continue reading

I was watching a video Tsepo. The love of my life’s brother took of me earlier today. He reminds me of me. Only that he wakes up ridiculously early. Voluntarily. Might I add. And finds solace in climbing mountains. Give me cute pyjamas and block out curtains okay?! I watched my face closely. I still… Continue reading

Ever stood so close to something you’ve been wanting. Dreaming of. Preparing for. Waiting on. Working towards. Hoping for. Praying for. Trusting God for. Something you have no doubt will change the trajectory of your life. Something that makes the future feel closer than it ever has been before. Ever stood so close then watched… Continue reading

If you identify as nonchalant. If you pride yourself on being “too cool to care.” If you have outgrown curiosity. Consider this a gentle warning. You DEFINITELY will not enjoy this piece. I remember driving to Edenvale December 2k24 to see ukhulu with my cousin. She is quite a woman. Wise beyond her years. And… Continue reading

We’re broken. No. I am broken. To a million pieces and nomatter how much I try to glue it all together it only leaves me with scarred hands. Bleeding. Trying hard. Too hard to stop the blood from gushing out like a mighty waterfall. Trying hard to blur the memories that become a little more… Continue reading

At this point I feel like I need to be stopped. I am constantly falling in love. Not recklessly. No.Reverently. With men who do not exist in my present. My heart somehow does not recognize eras.It crosses centuries without permission. Reaches for souls instead of faces. Devotion instead of proximity. And once again. My heart… Continue reading

Somewhere along the line I stopped dreaming. I stopped believing. I stopped hoping. I stopped reaching. I stopped trusting the process. I stopped waiting for miracles. I stopped letting myself feel excited. I stopped imagining a future that looked different. I stopped giving myself permission to want things. I stopped seeing light in places where… Continue reading

If there will be a person sprinting from a warehouse just as it erupts into flames. Smoke clouding the sky. Diving behind a car as sparks light up the night. If there will be engines roaring to life. Tires screeching. If there will be weaving through traffic. Smashing fruit stalls. Fences collapsing. Glass shattering. Hearts… Continue reading