Miss Edith decided to curl up in my lap this evening. That’s pretty rare - she’ll usually lay close, but not right in my lap.
‘Paralyzing’ by Zoe Boekbinder
When your lips part and the words fall out they crawl across the floor and follow me.
Tonight’s dinner is pure comfort food: fish and chips a la Zakelro. http://bit.ly/163Q2Dr
Tonight’s dinner is pure comfort food: fish and chips a la Zakelro. http://bit.ly/163Q2Dr
I may fall apart a bit when Rachel’s out of town, but that doesn’t mean I can’t eat well. http://bit.ly/YKHr33
This sign used to be a warning to people around me. Now it’s a warning to myself - Reign it in and make something, mister.









