It no longer mattered where the pain was coming from or who was providing it, for nothing was felt anymore. A great wave of numbness spread, sweeping so deep the joys were wiped clean along with the pain. All that remained was a great void, a blank slate, where nothing existed.
Happy Tuesday… I’m currently enjoying my last Tuesday of unemployment until the new job starts on Friday.
With the sun shining and the garden to myself, I was all ready to put some words to WordPress. And then I went to plug in my laptop charger. Of course, it was broken. And of course, my laptop was lagging in battery life. But nevermind (a quick visit to Amazon means a replacement is on its way), I shall just be stuck to typing on the phone instead. So apologies in advance for the multitude of mistakes that will undoubtedly appear!
Anyways, this isn’t a post about my laptop’s battery (or lack of). I wanted to sit and write and share.
I moved back from London to my hometown in Yorkshire, where I lived for 18years and where my first ideas of the world formed, around a month ago. And it’s nice.
If you told me three years ago when I was packing my bags for the Big City that I would be back here, I would never have believed you. But that’s the thing with life, it’s constantly changing.