Shelter

Hiding Curled up Rocking back and forth As you push your mind into a corner A dark corner Soft, smelly, calm no-one allowed in no-one allowed out Still smiling Still laughing still functioning but your mind is switched to trance where no thoughts will disrupt your forced calm

Correction

Sorry everyone! That post titled ‘in precious memory of’ isn’t completed! I never pressed post for it, but I have a suspicion of which little brother it was that posted it too soon. So I will take that post down while I fix it (and figure out how to child proof my computer) Sorry!

In Precious Memory Of

So just a few days ago, one of my younger brothers joked about the death of balloons and it was so hilarious, I wanted to share it on here 😁 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Heading to a restaurant for your birthday, you sit down and am presented with menus. Family arrive, photos are taken and videos recorded. Meals

Coffee Broodings

I don’t know if anyone remembers, but a while back, I did some posts in the form of diary entries from the perspective of a fictitious character called Avery. Some were purely fictional, others had basis in my currently reality at the time that I needed to talk about it some way. But lately, I’ve