Post 266: Thoughts of love and money.
The feelings I have for my Darling are like nothing else in my world.
During the counselling this week was two interesting things; the first one was that I didn’t cry, incredibly.
The other needs more thou...
Post 265: Snowy Storms are forecast.
The diary’s not complete.
The pages turn
quite slowly
in the diary of my life,
The emptiness is all too clear
but for struggles and the strife,
Where is the love the whole of love
that glues us all togethe...
Post 264: More Forms, Fewer Fears
My dancing fingers and aching shoulder are both here to stay but, on the whole, I’m feeling ok.
When it comes down to it, you sometimes forget to realise things could be a whole lot worse, and the fact that I...
Post 263: Blue badge blues.
Is you’re clutch a little too tight
Or is it hard to find the flipin’ bite
Perhaps it’s now very old news
Or else you’ve got the blue badge blues
My poorly pelvis is now creaking more
Than the fro...
Post 262: A non-talkathon
My emotions melt into a Netflix show
All my pills tied in a nice neat bow
It feels like it’s just another day
But there’s little to do and less to say
I ring the .gov to see where’s my form
But half an ho...
