Unwanted night life

I’ve previously touched on my tendency for vivid dreams, and anxiety-driven fear of loss. But I’ve only scratched the surface really. Last night I dreamt my husband and I, for reasons unknown, had separated. When another man wanted to take me out to dinner, it prompted me to go back to my husband and tell... Continue Reading →

What if…?

My husband is a keen cyclist, and went out last night on his regular club ride. They usually go to the pub afterwards and enjoy “a couple of beers”, but we drank a bit over the weekend, what with the beautiful sunshine and Mother’s Day, so he told me in no uncertain terms on Sunday... Continue Reading →

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