Rising from the ashes of a broken engagement took some considerable time. After eighteen months of scrubbing off the grey, I started to wade into the real world again. For the first time in a long time, I started to accept invitations. I started to go out alone, and I felt myself laugh again. Now... Continue Reading →
Nineteen
The first time I heard this song, you were stretched out on your back in the emptied out shell of Charlie’s van. The three of us had stayed out all night, and come sun up, bleary-eyed and drunk on adventure, you were driving me back to my dorm room. Lying down in the spot where... Continue Reading →