I sat there, forcing myself into that uncomfortable space. Putting my phone away, feeling that “incredible loneliness”, as Louis put it. Listening, really listening, to my despair. That Crillon cake was perfect. And the tea too. It’s good to be able to feel it; that aloneness. You can almost hear them, those unhappy thoughts, wailing asContinueContinue reading “A little whimsy”
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Frozen In Time
A wedding picture is a thousand stories in the making. One black-and-white snap with a lifetime to narrate is that of my mother on the morning of her wedding, her fawn-like eyes gazing at the camera lens. She was barely nineteen. Forced to drop out of college to take up the role of the eldestContinueContinue reading “Frozen In Time”