As the world opens up for men it shrinks for women, to a space the exact size of your body and no more. Because, first and foremost, a body is all you are.
When it comes to carefree escapism Medieval Times Dinner and Tournament holds the crown.
One day, I reached for it and it was gone…
Time, so boundless at first blush, is a shrinking prison, and it now seems to me ever more important to know the truth, to render the furrows ploughed into memory as accurately and authentically as possible.
How else can you know who you are?
If people realised how hard autistics have to work to connect, they’d understand… empathy is a two-way street.
When K and I decided to be together it turns out, looking back, neither one of us gave it a lot of thought…