It was winter and still I sweated buckets. Buckets brimming with fear. I tried to calm my mind and focus on my breath. Maybe it wasn’t calm that I needed, but more of a mind-numbing potion. Something to stop thoughts from whirring relentlessly through my brain.

 

Recently, I was a guest of Louise Allan and her blog series of Writers in the Attic – I was supposed to write about being a writer, but I wrote about boobs…

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