(and we also learn why doing FB Live with the phone in the sun is a bad idea…sorry for the abrupt ending. I was only going to rant a bit more so you didn’t miss...
The chlorine stings my eyes. I blink. Shards of sunlight glitter against the chip-tile bottom of the pool. The hem of my faded t-shirt floats upwards, oblivious to the panic and pressure swelling in my chest. White-hot air smoulders and expands behind my pubescent...
Last week a dear from comments that she had weird sorted out but no-one better mess with her inner peace. No sooner had a finished laughing that the universe conspired against! Despite my instinct lie very still an pretend to be dead (which doesn’t work btw) I...
Yesterday I was asked how my weird videos, serious offerings on happiness and a comedic memoir about my happiness journey fit together. So here is a first bash at my new...
