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She looked directly into the spark. Her mother had specifically told her not to but she couldn’t help but stare into it. Continue reading
I was trying to think of a beautiful and uplifting way of describing how I see myself. And the only response I could think of is that I don’t. I don’t see me. I’ve spent years hiding myself. I’ve spent so long diminishing who I am, that it’s been easier to be nobody. Continue reading
Just a quick little post to make sure I am as GDPR compliant as I possibly can be! This is new legislation that comes into force on 25th May 2018 that you may or may not have received a million emails about by now.
I have created a new page with my Privacy and Site Policy for those that have trouble sleeping…
I promise this won’t contain any spoilers and even now the show is over and it has been for a little while, I feel I need to share a little bit of the beauty and insanity that was The Leftovers. Seek it out however you can *legally* and try to make sense of it all. It will be worth it, I promise! Continue reading
She woke up wondering if last night had been all a dream. She had never had a night like it in her life. She had been swept off her feet by the most handsome man in the room, possibly the most handsome man in existence. He had noticed her when she didn’t feel like she was worthy of being noticed. There were clearly more attractive women there but he only had eyes for her.