Forgive me Love, it’s been awhile.
These words have been swimming in my mind. I wait and wait for the follow-up and none appear.
Winter is here. We have two options for weather: rain or smog. I haven’t seen the sun for four days. It rained for the past two. The old familiar anxiety rises to my throat: will this darkness last?
Winter is here. I look out my window and see the streets are no longer lined by green. The price of lamb has more than doubled.