All Jack and no Jill
Hi, It’s another long weekend and that’s put an extra spring in my step. A very welcome addition to the happiness after last night’s visit to Chameleons. It had been a little too long. I had felt that all too familiar ‘drop’ – more on that later, and unreasonable bouts of occasional snappiness. The latter isn’t acceptable and I felt bad afterwards. All Jack and no Jill, does not a happy camper make. No, ‘The Drop’ as I’ve started to call it, starts with the ticking of the proverbial clock. The realisation that it’s been too long, since you got to express all of you. There is, the feeling of a pull, or a catch. Like a string or thread, […]
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