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When I grow up I wanna be a bounty hunter
You’ve got yourself into it, you can get yourself out of it.
Grateful
Grateful is cleaning up ex-sloppy-now-dried dog shit from a long pile rug.
The F word
My mum asked me whether I was going to tell you, my readers, where I’d been between August and October and explain my absence.
I wish I was small
I wish I was small, when hugs and puppies made me smile.
Treasured Photograph
The last rays of the day filtered gently through the window
Run
“Tonight I will leave work and just run. No excuses, no procrastination.”
A Cultured Evening
An evening filled with great art, food, and company! Continue reading
THE INDIVIDUAL Exhibition
You may remember, some time back, that I met poet and artist, Mark Niehus
Office Perils
Office jobs can be perilous.
