How do I feel right now?
Tired. Knackered. Lacklustre. Pooped out (not really; this is constipation week). Fatigued. And yet, none of these words convey the pulse-deadening loss of strength I currently feel. 361 more words
You never know which of your friends has a hidden talent you know nothing about. Yesterday when I dropped off Charlie and Poppy at school, a friend / acquaintance of mine met me at the door and said, “I have something for you.” Even though I’ve known Sheral from the beginning of the school year because, well, I pay the tuition check to her, I admit I do not know her as well as I would like. 386 more words