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Category Archives: old friends
I miss letters. I miss writing long, chatty letters to people. When I was a kid, my two best friends left me behind as they were sent off to boarding school. (I had wealthy friends). They were at different schools … Continue reading
Trigger warning – I use the f word a lot in this post. (sorry) I’ve been trying to write something for over a week and I just can’t seem to get past a few paragraphs. Most days I walk around … Continue reading
Sometimes I’m not sure where home really is. I moved here 17 years ago, in the midst of a terrible, confusing, dark time in my life. The only light was my Bear – he held the broken pieces of me … Continue reading