Meet the reckless shade

Even with the bar lights glaring at me, I couldn't see myself. I couldn't recognise this person that occupied the body that is usually mine. She seemed happier, freer, less self-conscious and more daring. This new person downed her fifth glass of tequila and got up to join her partner on the small passageway between … Continue reading Meet the reckless shade


The Certainty of Youth

There is a fear (I wouldn't call it respect) that I have for elderly people. They are the only people I can practically take any form of crap from -- they can make whatever remarks they want about me (and don't they always do!), and I will do whatever they ask me to, however manipulative! … Continue reading The Certainty of Youth