Saturday, 13 November 2021

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And I look out into the darkness. Lights in the distance, and on the roads below, which buzz with activity as people head home, or head out with friends. But it’s quiet inside my head. Too quiet. It echoes with my thoughts until the cacophony becomes a deafening silence. I’m ok, I tell myself. I’m ok.

Square peg, round hole

There was a square peg Plucked from a square hole. And they said to him, “Perhaps, perhaps,  You would be willing to try this round hole? It...