7th September 2021 Autumnal thoughts for breakfast

Sometimes, reality fits like an old glove or a comfy, well broken in shoe and feels like an intrinsic part of my self, a tight embrace, a loving hug, perhaps even a snuggle. On other days, reality comes along uncomfortably tight and itchy all over, like a garment, tailored for someone else in a fabric […]

7th September 2021 Autumnal thoughts for breakfast

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