Crumbs and crumbling

No longer serving tea and biscuits to doubt. I wish – that’s a lie, actually doubt is what keeps me real. It brings me back to earth, I listen to it and I self correct and keep going. Nothing wrong with humble but anything past that and you start to retreat into hiding. Which serves […]

The hardest bit

I hear you ask But how? The trepidation Fear Hesitant pause I see it all Why wouldn’t I? I’ve been there before Listen Let my warm hand cover yours Listen My doubt once matched yours But it doesn’t Anymore Because nothing Not locked doors Nor lack Not hard places Difficult roads And certainly not people […]