The exception that proves the rule. A blog of short writings from Australia and England.
Tuesday, 6 June 2017
I Tried To Catch The Train But All I Caught Was The Rain In Buckets Full Of Pain
It may be cheesy but it's true that life ain't easy and love often leaves you feeling queasy. My disposition has always been more corpse-like still than bright and breezy. Very little pleases me. And what does, tends to tease or leave me. Could it be that the one thing I dread the most is the only thing that will finally free me?