This week I mourned the loss of my closest confidant.
We’ve been together for over six years. When the Hub was gone, I’d sometimes wake up to see that my old friend had been in bed with me all night. 326 more words
My Apple Mac is a generous 17 inches. I know this because it tells me so when I can remember which icon I have to press, which is not very often because I forget the little things and replace them with thoughts of axes, chainsaws and the pain I have inflicted upon myself while using none of the above but a tiny little knife, while wearing my pyjamas and not concentrating. 269 more words