I realise I’m not writing much. Apologies.
It turns out that playing with Cam in the garden, talking with her about the differences between mammals and other animals (yes, really, she knows this stuff! I only learnt that in Std 2!)…is taking precedence over being in front of this screen.
That sometimes holding the hand of the man I love is more important than typing away trying to make sense of a world I still battle to understand sometimes.
That’s okay, I think. You think?
In the meantime though, know this.
That I’m still writing. You might not see it here right now but, I am.
It might not be on a piece of paper but, it’s in my head.
It might not be words yet but, it’s in my heart.
I’m not going anywhere, I’m just a little quieter than usual.
