This was over nothing real, but we did not stop. Bear watched with uncertainty. I kept trying to end it on a neutral note as I did not want to leave things bad. I accepted fault, I often do. I wish Beloved had allowed me to finish it quickly.
I ran to the station without self awareness, running across roads and past other people whose faces didn’t register. This is not a good thing and I trust it will pass, but Bear cannot be allowed to see it.
Don't count your mothers before they despatch - The happy clappy time didn't last very long. She's going but very slowly. Congestive heart failure and morphine to help. But this morning she insisted on ge...
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