JUST BECAUSE I’M PARANOID…

It's just a tree. Nature at it's most extraordinary. Why then does it look so menacing? Like an encircling web, or a tangled prison. Does it say more about my own character that I vilify it in this way? Is it symbolic of my own life? Am I trapped? Frustrated? Scared? My amble through the … Continue reading JUST BECAUSE I’M PARANOID…

IN A ROUNDABOUT WAY

'We've been here before,' she said. She didn't just meant the roundabout they were passing for the fifth time. They were hopelessly lost. He promised each time that he would change. This time she needed to take a new direction. She needed to get off this emotional merry-go-round for good. 'We've tried every exit,' she … Continue reading IN A ROUNDABOUT WAY