My Diary: The Imperfect Moment

It was very early in the morning when I set out for the land where fairy stories are still enacted‭ ‬-‭ ‬to emphasise this,‭ ‬the toy soldiers‭ (‬made form cotton reels and needles‭) ‬were paraded on the white breakfast table.‭ ‬After a brief discussion about red and yellow crab apples I returned to take my place on the corporate mantelpiece.‭ ‬While looking down from the old crows‭’ ‬nest I pondered my past and my future‭ ‬-‭ ‬wondering which one came first.

The Imperfect Moment

The Imperfect Moment


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