Today, while hanging my washing on the line (unshod, dancing with the hot pavement and the ants), I heard a small voice call, "mum?" By habit I almost replied, "I'm out here, darling!" before realising the small voice was coming from the opposite side of my fence and not only that, but it was the voice of a girl, not my son, and several years older ( Read more... )

Thinking of posting audio journal entries rather than written ones, because I don't have time to write and yet I very much feel the need to communicate to someone, somewhere, what's going on in my day-to-day life (if only to collect my thoughts, you know?). I feel overwhelmingly detached from my peers and it sucks. I have had to give up on three, ( Read more... )