As I crossed the narrow road at a roundabout in Covent Garden I saw a man that looked like him. Maybe a version 20 years older than him - disheveled and street-wise. He'd lived life, maybe not dissimilar to the man I loved. I was on my way to see Matilda on the West End. This man … [Read more...]
I promised myself I wouldn’t think of you today
I want to show you this but I probably won't. I justifiably could though, given all the times you've been so joltingly honest with me. I wonder if a whole year will go by without me thinking of you every day. Sometimes I just want to think of someone else.While your list of cons … [Read more...]