I’ve been a closed book most of my life. And now i’m a bit of an open book. Perhaps too open.  I’m still finding the balance. I want to be transparent but I’m figuring out that I have a tendency to overshare. Never for sympathy. I know all too well the sort of people that… Continue reading you’ll find my heart on my sleeve…

  My dude is the kindest dude going. I’m convinced they don’t come much kinder than he is.  I’m fortunate enough to call a lot of lovely folk friends in my adult life, my only regret being having not met them sooner. But my dude, I don’t think i’ve ever been loved the way he… Continue reading Break ups.