Leaving My Yellow Dressing Gown Behind

Monday morning. 8.40 AM. I am here. Too early. I press the buzz. They let me in. We exchange polite smiles and “you all rights”. Is that my manager? What a relief. I am not the first one. He looks about twelve. Is that my colleague or my grandchild? I am told we can help…

Secrets of The Right Perspective

“Unfuckwithable (adj.) when you’re trully at peace and in touch with yourself, and nothing anyone says or does bothers you, and no negativity or drama can touch you.” One of those life changing finds on Facebook The fascinating tricks that the mind plays can be confusing. Is it just me or do you also find…

Be Your Own Hero

All needles will be confiscated and not returned! I read the sign at the entrance and waited to be scanned. No beep this time. I have no watch. I am wearing flats. I keep thinking what my daughter makes out of our visits. She is old enough to understand that these are not spa trips….