Still feel the need to escape. There are so many ghosts in this home, echos of loss and jagged outlines of those no longer there. And now another shape starts to appear, slowly around him. I regress, childlike in pedulance and logic. Do i have to repeat the same mistakes over and over? I ran once. This time it is not an option. I do not want to be here.
1. Avoca make slices of pavlova the size of your head, but much better tasting, especially when shared with friends.
2. I was told a secret which will bring such joy in the coming months.
3.Christmas decorations are still up and the night sky glitters with them.
4. He is getting weaker and started using a stick and I'm terrified he will never regain his strength.
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