In the house there was me, and outside the house there was the world, and every morning I had to choose a door.
I love your opening paragraph, it has that edge of mirth in something so relatable put in a context of resonable reality yet is otherworldly. A woman wakes up at midday and it simply is the way it is.
Thank you, Jen! That means a lot.
I can relate, as of late anyway….
Beautifully written 💗
thank you 💗
I love your opening paragraph, it has that edge of mirth in something so relatable put in a context of resonable reality yet is otherworldly. A woman wakes up at midday and it simply is the way it is.
Thank you, Jen! That means a lot.
I can relate, as of late anyway….
Beautifully written 💗
thank you 💗