Tuesday, 5 April 2016

You can run...

I wish I had the words, but it’s complicated. I’ll try to explain. Somewhere between my silly battle with Amazon, my mother in law’s stroke, my mixed feelings about Rob and Helen, the illness that surrounds, and my drinking, I’ve become so disassociated that it seems almost not worth commenting on. No, not almost, hardly.

I’ll park it here as a reminder. But today it looks like it’s my turn. 

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