The Night I Looked Up
An ordinary Monday evening.After having seen the last of my patients, I scurried to the orange Spresso waiting dutifully in the front yard to take me back home. The drive…
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An ordinary Monday evening.After having seen the last of my patients, I scurried to the orange Spresso waiting dutifully in the front yard to take me back home. The drive…
In the dawn of their thirties, I think most people embark on a quest.To find themselves.Their true selves.Maybe they realise there aren't any more degrees to add to their names.Maybe…
You are not your thoughts. You are not your feelings. You are not even your body.