Monday 9 March 2015

The present

Right now, at this very moment of utter vulnerability and fright, I am reminded of the pattern of feelings that was uncomfortably frequent over two years in the recent past. That pattern ended, with a final gut punch, towards the middle of last year when I entered college again. Now, just after 28 weekends from that sullen low, I feel like the swirl is sucking me back in again.


A large distraction, to go, please?