Where to start at the end of the weirdest year that was? It's been many things but intense is the word that sums up my own personal 2020. So intense that I, personally, took to crying in carparks and rambling around the Burren rock a lot. Because that sense of intensity had very few outlets … Continue reading It’s Not About You
2020
Our Lights Were Out By 11pm
I felt a strange feeling brewing on New Year's Eve - and it wasn't Christmas-over-indulgence-related. More foreboding. Heavy. I felt grinch-like, throwing the eyes up like Ebenezer Scrooge any time I got a message of good New Year cheer. Bah, humbug. Our lights were out by 11pm. I was wondering if middle-age cynicism, which I'm … Continue reading Our Lights Were Out By 11pm
