The Impressions We Leave

I can think back to when I was a little girl, around about 7 and I was sat at a table with my friends in the canteen at school and they all had finished their lunches. I heard one say “shall we go?” and another looked at me and said “sorry, *insert my name here*” … Read more

The magic art of moving on

It feels like there is something heavy on your chest, something that distracts your piece of mind. There is no other feeling like that – what could I have done differently? Was it all my fault? What if I never met those people? Memories. Pleasant ones turned into ones you want to forget. Forever. Whenever … Read more