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Feel Real

I parked my Defender at the beach, no one else was there.  It was raining and the wind was blowing straight off the ocean churning the sea in to a grey, seaweed filled rumble of waves and foam. I can’t say for sure but I expect that most of us would not get out...

Game on.

It is close to 10pm on Sunday evening.  My lover and our children are tucked up in their beds sound asleep.  The day has been busy, so busy in fact that I have found no time for what I had planned for myself, which was to write, just for an hour, half an hour even....