It’s the little luxuries (mostly)

For the last few years I’ve been poor, not quite abject poverty but almost. Living existing with depression took away my reasoning, it totally tanked my decision making skills – and my life and business suffered for it. Which led to poverty. Watching every...

Weighted and Waiting

Weighted. Enveloped by the blanket of poverty. Not warm, comforting, safe … but smothering and itchy Woven from worry wool. Weighted and waiting. Existing not living. Sharp fibres seep inside your skin Become a part of you You are the blanket.   Waiting. Dormant, your...