The journey I’ve done the most the past year is from my computer, and finding myself at the kettle, not really knowing how I got there. This morning it’s the kettle getting heavy brings me back. The effort to keep it steady as it fills. Then noticing, out the window, the way the light falls…
I’m so sleepy this morning, so drowsy and cosy, so reluctant to leave the warm envelope of this bed. I slide in and out of…
I have this idea that how I start my day matters, that I don’t stumble or launch into it, but instead lie there for a…
You know how it is when a footballer scores, the running, and knee slides, and kisses to heaven? That’s me, when your comments come in. …
I’m trying to write. I’m reading the first post of my blog to prove to myself that I did it before, and can do it…
