Health became more important that things. However, knowing this does not stop me from missing the bits and pieces I will never see again.
Without warning he jumped from the bed, swearing furiously. Grabbing his sarong and wrapping it round his waist he pulled the flimsy, see-through, curtains across the window. What the fuck was happening?
Life has changed so much over the last 18 months. Many people are seeming to adapt to work and relationship changes. That doesn’t seem to be happening to me. I think the life I am being told to live is so secondary to what I enjoyed in the past that at present I am not yet wholly willing to accept it.