Tag: adult life
Finding our feet. And a mouse.
We moved.
On lockdown-life’s little wins
The pain of broken resolutions and how I fixed it.
More train fails for me.
On being back from the bad back thing.
Sometimes it’s ok when your boyfriend starts acting really strangely
On worrying that I am losing my mind.
I need to talk about turning into my mother. It’s frightening.
I think the trains see my indifference. And now they hate me.
