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WRITING : WORDS

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Dreams.

A photograph of a grey/white feather on a pathway - to the right of  pile of leaves and stones.

"You know the thing I never heard anything about before all this? The nightmares. The vibrant, shockingly, disturbingly, vivid nightmares. Like nothing else I've experienced in all the years. No one I love, nor any of the googling, mentioned that perimenopause would come with soul destroying nightmares. Nightmares that play out your worst fears in glaring technicolour, and are still in your mind in the burgeoning light of morning. That you would see and be unable, ever, to forget. They haunt your days, popping up sporadically. Reminding you that your world is always one step away from devastation."


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A novel excerpt.

Yep, that novel is still there in its box waiting to e set free 🤦‍♀️

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