So at dance class there was an incident last week -- normally someone turns round, partner drags the hand across the back and catches the other hand. I got turned the other way around and a hand dragged across the front. In what is referred to as "the slap zone". I spoke to one of the women leaders, who dragged in the man leader, who kept trying to ( Read more... )

In the spirit of, "this is a journalling website and therefore a journalling competition" (whoops, meta, sorry!), I present for your consideration an entry handwritten in my actual journal, with pictures and a transcript ( Read more... )

Once upon a time
there was a girl
who met a boy
who broke her heart.
And this is the story
of what happened next.The shock, the sadness, the hopes of being reunited ( Read more... )

It starts when you're seven, and get your very own library card for the fist time ( Read more... )

Dear Lady Rose ( Read more... )

Everyone, meet my beautiful cousin, Anne-Marie!

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Some days Jesus has to shepherd me like this...
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The day you break up with someone, or sometimes the day that they break up with you, there's an irresistible desire to make big changes, straight away. To delineate the "After" from the "Before". New clothes, new hair styles, new piercings or tattoos or motorbikes. New curtains, new sports cars or maybe a new house. Rapid change, with urgency. ( Read more... )

Last week, last Friday, was a fairly devastating day in my life. Hope, wishes, expectations, fervency, and exitement all crashed -- HARD! -- against a solid wall of impossibility presented to me, and I had nowhere else to turn ( Read more... )

Resolution

Author's note: The following is a letter (email) that I am sending in real life this week. It also fits the topic well, or at least at a tangent, and sometimes life goes like that. For further details about Scargill House, Please see this website: https://scargillmovement.org/ . Concrit welcome. ETA -- I have sent the letter. It didn't ( Read more... )