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It’s the 15th of February, the sun is beating down upon our skin and sweat is gathering in uncomfortable places. Spencer is sprawled out on the green bean bag and me on the yellow one, George is lying between us craving attention via head strokes. We look and feel as if the life has been… Continue reading 5.9.20 Cambodia Pt.2

I haven’t yet written about the time I spent working in Mad Monkey Siem Reap because I haven’t quite been in the right headspace for that but I will, eventually. I often scroll back through the photos I took during the 6 weeks I was there and become blissfully unaware of my surroundings. I look… Continue reading 15.7.2020 – Isolated in Isolation

This morning family and friends will be paying tribute to one of the dearest of gentleman, Ed. I first met Ed when I was just 14 and working in The Manor House cafe as a Saturday girl and then during the holidays. He came in every other day and munched on his favourite meals, liver… Continue reading Ed

A lot has changed since the last time I ran my fingers along the keys of my laptop and formed paragraphs consisting of the adventures I was having in South East Asia. I was caught up in feeling like I’d become introverted because of the exhaustion that comes hand in hand with unpacking, repacking, moving… Continue reading 8.5.2020 Cambodia pt.1 of many

The feeling of someone else’s beating breathing living body against mine, it heals me. It is the medicine I need but I am yet to be prescribed. It’s like a crisp first breath of fresh air filling your lungs as if you’ve not had an intake of oxygen for years.Except it’s warm.Warm like the sun… Continue reading Chemical Healing

Let me down gently why don’t you, I’m sick of being built up and then for it all to fall through. Gently is never as gentle as you think; that apologetic tone with the kind words  are enough to make a big ship sink. And so I mourn for the heart  and for what it… Continue reading Left on Read

Exhaustion is a disease of the brain that results in me becoming an introverted paranoid human. Like a dog’s ears pricing up at the sight of a cat the fear of being spoken about is always at the forefront of my mind. It’s like I catch a glimpse of shifty secretive body language and my… Continue reading 9.2.2020

As I stood in front of him,  his soft eyes looking deep within, I could feel the freshly sewn stit ches in my heart began to wear thin. For a moment, my legs were still each intake of breath felt shrill as it shattered the path it took to find my lungs, destined to kill.… Continue reading Him