Tag: comfort zone

  • evicted

    Today is my eviction anniversary*. 48 years ago I was unceremoniously evicted from the comforting, nurturing, nourishing place I had spent the first 9 months of my existence into a cold, bright, noisy environment that I had never imagined existed. I don’t think I wanted to leave the womb-warmth – which may explain why most…

  • Today’s bloggage, hopefully…

    Okay, sorry about the glitch – I accidentally deleted the content just after I had posted it. Sorry if you are getting loads of notifications that don’t work. I didn’t know what would happen when I clicked on a button! And that’s what I was blogging about, ironically. I wrote bloggage about how I didn’t…