Home, a place I used to run away from. (Doe, a deer, a female deer…) It felt like Prison to my adolescent heart that yearned for escape. From all the anger and bitterness, all the dislike we harbored for each other. And run I did, but still tethered to the safety net of a MotherContinueContinue reading

The Unveiling!

Shall I call it “UNBAGGING”? I told you that you would never guess my source photo, in the last post’s images. Well here it is: .  Here’s the deal: I was ready to take Kleo for her daily walk, mask on, prepared to face the outside world. I had just finished watching (another) horrible newscastContinueContinue reading “The Unveiling!”