Strawberries fields

The other night I was dreaming it was raining strawberries. I woke up and reached for my dream journal, convinced it meant something. What it means is that I’ve been working too hard, spending all my free time at my desk. I go to sleep with writing in my head and …

Turn and face the changes

Writing is a despondent business. Seriously, who willingly goes into this endeavour thinking they will emerge shiny and well represented on the other side? Even when you are certain your  thought-out opinions and views will remain the same, all it takes is one nanosecond of change, just a millimeter; an …