
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.
