When I was a little girl I was always covered in bumps, bruises and scrapes. My knees were a constant testament to my complete lack of spatial awareness or ability to gauge where my lanky limbs ended and a coffee table began. No sooner had the graze on my left knee healed than another inexplicable … Continue reading On cells, regeneration and recovery…
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Me before me…
Do you ever look back at old photographs of yourself or reminisce and that person, the you that you are thinking of, feels like a completely different person? Our social media platforms sometimes include a 'memories' function where you can be reminded of exactly where you were, what you were doing, and what you wrote … Continue reading Me before me…
On belonging and wandering and wildness…
"She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and no city." - Roman Payne I have been known to wax lyrical on occasion. Anyone who has ever spent even the smallest amount of time with me will have experienced my ramblings. My most … Continue reading On belonging and wandering and wildness…
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