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Showing posts with label sleep. Show all posts
Monday, 20 February 2023

Plugged In

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  There is a point when you consult your internet browsing history and are frankly horrified at how plugged in one has become.  More and mor...
Monday, 21 December 2020

Gasses gather inside you as if your own personal air balloon is being inflated

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This plane is far too full. Given the many precautions of the airport with careful separation of passengers by means of floor signs, sealed ...
Tuesday, 30 October 2018

Michael Abateo - drugs, buses and buckets with holes

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The days passed and Michael Abateo felt the futility of each day without Maria slipping through his fingers. He had learned to hide hi...
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Tuesday, 4 September 2018

These old bones and tendons do not bend and stretch

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I’m in Gatwick about to fly home to Malta after three weeks of being a granny to active grandsons in the UK. They filled every morning with...
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