The sound of footsteps makes me catch my breath and hold it a moment, my body stiffens, my neck tenses to the side and my
…as I write the word ‘safe’ my eyes fill up with tears, my heartbeat echoes in my ears and my head aches so so bad, but that burning ball of anxiety from my heart is gone, it’s finally been set free.
Wildfires are raging through my country. My state and my coastline are burning, the nearby hills are on fire, a thick blanket of smoke that
Never is a long time, it’s as close as forever is far away and it feels equally as hopeless. It is a crossed over line
So, it’s always fun finding out things you didn’t know about yourself. I found an old journal blog circa 2014/15. I think on some level
Hi guys, I’m trying something new for anyone who wants to see my ugly mug’s unedited ramblings about my crappy memory, identity and bushfires. (This