I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world
I’ve been crap lately about remembering birthdays. No. That’s not quite true. I remember them but then I forget to do anything about them, even
I’ve been crap lately about remembering birthdays. No. That’s not quite true. I remember them but then I forget to do anything about them, even
I was never a great one for poetry. I’m haunted by memories of childhood recitations. Having a stammer of sorts means that there are times
I’ve taken to getting up bang on 7am, throwing on some clothes, and leaving the house to do a lap of the village. Getting my