the end was just the beginning
When I'm processing my emotions, I hear songs in my head. Yesterday at 6.30am, I pulled on my trainers and went for a walk. The air was mild, the sky was blue, the world felt like the most wonderful place. Kate Bush started serenading me with Cloudbusting and I was humming along ... "Ooh, I... Continue Reading →
I visited Pollyworld yesterday. It wasn't such a bad place. Me and the Sprogs took the Polly Pockets on a beach holiday. They lazed about on hammocks on the Polly boat, drinking plastic cocktails and contemplating their next wardrobe change. There was lots of plastic pizza and ice-cream. It was pretty cool. I'd quite enjoy a holiday like that myself. Before I even considered huddling... Continue Reading →
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