Day 8 – Shhhhh…
Well, I certainly would have written a very different post half an hour ago. One on hope, risk, reason, fear, yadda yadda. A thousand thoughts roiling in my head.
Not now. Now I remember why I sit: Read More »Day 8 – Shhhhh…
Well, I certainly would have written a very different post half an hour ago. One on hope, risk, reason, fear, yadda yadda. A thousand thoughts roiling in my head.
Not now. Now I remember why I sit: Read More »Day 8 – Shhhhh…
I’m a fiercely loyal friend, who tends to get scrappy in the defence of the people I love (for the record: that’s mentally scrappy – it’s all on the inside and I generally manage to keep my mouth shut and stay out of fistfights, but the knee-jerk response is still there). So, imagine the schism in my brain when the person I want to come to the rescue of and the person I want to kick the tar out of for harming a member of my “clan” are the same person.Read More »Don’t Shit Where You Eat
Walk down by the river Sit on a bench in the sun A return to centre When life gets too complex It really is that… Read More »Sohbet – That Simple
“But, don’t you love yourself enough to sit down to eat?”Read More »Sit Down to Eat