It’s not as hard as you think…

It's not as hard as you think. And therein lies the problem...

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Dear Hannah• Part 1

Eight years. And we made a mess of them all. Even the ones we weren't together. But I guess we were never really together. Not technically. I loved you. And I'm pretty sure you loved me. But we weren't together. We were never in the same place. Always coming from a different direction. Looking for... Continue Reading →

Flash: Rooftops

'You can see everything from up here'. I grab for Jimmy's shirt as he leans forward, hips against the ledge and his top half leaning out over the edge looking down to the street three storeys below. 'Geez, Jim. Come on. Quit fooling around' I yank him back, hard as I can. We have a... Continue Reading →

Writing Journal 09/01/18

Free Writing Journal #2 '...Straight backed, my briefcase resting on my knees, I feel like my father, can imagine him sitting in the exact same chair after getting exact same call. I was never an easy child. I see me when I look at my boy and it makes me cringe. Which makes me feel guilty. Which makes me try harder to do better for him. Which isn't such a bad thing I guess...'

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