The Letter, 28 Jan 2022
It took with it everything I had except an ability to listen to my heart.
G’day lovely one. Tonight, a snapshot of the ‘getting to here’ in a very literal way. I’m writing it to the sound of white noise, in a room filled with red light (a baby light, not that other kind), in a room in my sister’s house in far Western Victoria.
We’d booked into a motel in Naracoorte before we left, but it was patently obvious that we weren’t g…
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