There’s a tear every time that I Blink

Sometimes grief is maddening. It comes on so strong like a gigantic wave of pain and suffering that it become physically difficult to move. Literally. Today was one of those days. In the words of Ed Sheeran, “There’s a tear every time that I blink”. (Supermarket Flowers) I came across some pictures and found one … Continue reading There’s a tear every time that I Blink

Sometimes I feel like I’m living in the Truman Show.

I walked in the rain today. It was the type of rain that looks like pitiful specks of droplets floating down from the sky or like a gentle mist perhaps. Yet when you’re actually out in it, your glasses fog up, your hair goes frizzy and your pumps are soaking wet. Well, that’s how it … Continue reading Sometimes I feel like I’m living in the Truman Show.