Walk the Dust

General ramblings of a 20-something creative-type from England. Expect writing, photos, drawings and linkages. But just don't expect any of it to be any good...

So I just got home from my first full day at work in about 6 months. I’m worn out.

My hubby has a cold and therefore has decided not to talk to me. Or even look at me.

In other news I am having trouble distinguishing between old cutting scars and new burns.

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