If someone asked me to describe my appearance I would probably reply ‘kind of funny looking’. I feel like I have an unusual combination of features, assembled about as well as a fridge magnet sentence, which are slowly slipping down the door. Kind of a unique look but not in a good way.
Yet there is [...]
I have been rejected. I am unclean, impure, unworthy. I have the mark of the plague on my door. Why – because apparently my blue British blood is not good enough for Canadians. As a regular donor back in the UK I decided it was time to restart my little token of benevolence this side [...]
I have something in my eye. It’s been there for several days now, somewhere in the heart of darkness behind my eyelid. So whenever I blink there’s this little stab of irritation, which on it’s own is not so bad but the cumulative effect of all this little blinks over the day is building up [...]
