Squinting at the baggage reclaim board… belt number four. My feet moved but my brain was following about a minute behind. Eugh I felt foggy. Have you ever travelled long haul? The plane journey I blimin love, honestly, unlimited films, booze delivered to my seat, just me in my noise cancelling zone. Yes, the bathrooms…
Tag: dying
Crying in my Coffee – Part 1 – Grief
Dragon fruit, blueberres, melon, some salad, focus on the list, don’t think about it, concentrate, just pick up the fruit get to the till and get out of there. Hold your breathe, pause the podcast, you’re not listening to it anyway, and focus. Too late, I’m crying in the cucumbers. Grief will hit you everywhere….
wander with coffee 