#emotional-reflection

#emotional-reflection

The first time Gordon and I kissed I thought we'd made a terrible mistake. It was 1995, we were both 20 years old, and we were drinking at our university bar in Leicester.

Even in our sleep, pain which cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart, until, in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of God.

I must admit, I had a tear or two at the end when the final whistle went, because I thought of my old man, you know.

Having a completely empty fridge and freezer has brought forth a lot of complex feelings. At the forefront is a sense of gratitude: aside from our scorched front bushes...

The arrival of February 2025 signifies a time of reflection and introspection where the speaker grapples with solitude, silence, and the haunting presence of a ghostly guest.