A note from Bree

Oh hey, I’m glad you’re here. I often wish I could sit across from you and get to know you in person. I dream (of course) in fantasy, pretending we’re the best of friends and our conversation so interesting that others can’t help but eavesdrop. I’d have a small flat white and you’d have a (fill inContinue reading “A note from Bree”

The Clock

The numbers on the clock change again I watched them tick over reminding me that another minute has passed and I’m still awake I observe my staccato thoughts wondering how to quiet this frantic mind My brain talks with my anxiety about possible futures –  they’re all what ifs and maybes of things that haven’t happened and I can’t control The numbers on the clock change again the one constant force in life theContinue reading “The Clock”