To my beautiful people. I miss you. Like a lost piece of my soul, I miss you. Continue reading
I’m devastated, I really can’t paint it any other way. Melbourne, my home town, has gone into stage four COVID restrictions (the highest level: full lockdown, but for essential food/medical needs), which is very much necessary given the rising case… Continue reading
I’ve had wine. And I’ve had my Dad and my sister for the first time since the government has allowed me to have them…for months. So I’m fifteen minutes late for the darling day, which technically means I’ve missed it.… Continue reading
Why can’t they see when they tell me, all of them, to stay safe? Stay home, stay safe. Away from the virus that sucks the life out of the human race I so adore. Stay safe, they say, within the… Continue reading
Hello, my very bloggy friends. 🙂 How are you all? (We’re good, Brooke. How are you?) Oh, I’m fine, thanks for asking. Ha ha ha. I’m being an idiot— I’ll shut up now. 😛 I’m popping in with the ‘me’… Continue reading
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