The Conversation

I talk first, so you don’t ask. See? No, you don’t. I talk first, so you don’t have to. I’m. So. Tired. I talk. And talk. If you could spare me from, Anxiety? Whatdoisaynext TomakeYOUfeelbetter? I TALK. Like water over me. Engulfing. Waves of conversation. I talk first, one hand. Behind me. See? No. Not … Continue reading The Conversation

Facebook marks a year…

Fb marks a year: A year of uncertainty and indelible hope, Of discovering unlikely heroes And acts of beautiful kindness. Not just crying at adverts, but the news as well. Throwing tantrums at school work - watched curiously by my five year old. Discovering a hate for Google Classroom A year of working at my … Continue reading Facebook marks a year…