Whilst washing the dishes, I wanted to put a plate I had finished rinsing on the drying rack but I wasn’t looking so I hit it on the rack instead, and in my head I said “I’m sorry”. It was instinctive, I didn’t think about it, I didn’t hesitate.
I found *Sam Smith’s cover of Tracy Chapman’s Fast Car and I think I know what love is now. I’m almost certain. *If you want to feel the love too… My battery is on 10%. My charger is less than a minute’s stretch, but I think that’s too much for me.
It has become part and parcel of our lives. The first thing we’re opening when we wake up, the last thing we’re looking at before going to sleep. The apps we’re opening in boredom and when we need to go to the toilet and when we’re trying to avoid social interaction. It’s social media: […]
This isn’t going to be a typical Season’s Greetings but more like a wake up call, well I hope it will be. And I want to keep it short.