What Day Is It Again?
Yesterday, I believe that was a Friday, was an utterly shambolic day. I woke up thinking it might just be different than every other day lately.…
Yesterday, I believe that was a Friday, was an utterly shambolic day. I woke up thinking it might just be different than every other day lately.…
Over the last few days, I have been itching to get away for a few days – out of the country, not just another village in…
I originally wrote this post back in 2013, less than one year after my liver transplant. Today and as it does frequently happen, I was talking…
Then they left and my Christmas joy went out the door behind them.
I don’t know which is worse, letting something or someone define me as a person or knowing that it’s taken me this long to realise I don’t know who I am anymore and how I define myself when I have nobody to help me or a job to give me the stature I once had.
….one day my thoughts will make sense to everyone.
So, I started writing this awhile ago but have been failing in my writing because I’ve got so much to say but not sure where to…