What started off as a cosmic joke soon turned out to be a reintroduction of me to myself.
The mountains I feared climbing turned out to be, on close inspection, a hill with a safe and inviting trail
To live, is to regret. To not live, is to regret. But, what would you regret more?
In trying to relieve pain, I come face to face with a painful memory I realised I had never addressed.
How life being divided on the basis of genitals makes no sense