
Learning to surface
March 25, 2017I tell myself I’m being there for them, but I know its the other way around, they are my life raft. She snuggles under my…
I tell myself I’m being there for them, but I know its the other way around, they are my life raft. She snuggles under my…
We have to feed it to them carefully, sensuously, even though we know when they eat it they’ll feel like they’re dying. But how else can they be reborn?