Words are hard. They shouldn’t be. They should come easy, pouring out of us as readily as a stream flows through it’s bed, dripping over a cascading waterfall and into the pool below. That’s how we imagine writing to be, that it’s a never ending flow or words … we just never stop to think …
Tag: fear
Fear Me
So another week has flown by, and whilst I’ve just got home Charlotte is still on holiday, which means that it’ll be a quiet week for us but we’ll be back at it by the weekend! We’ve both been away this week and whilst we’ve been on our individual trips we’ve still been able to …
Rollercoaster Ride
Love is a strange thing. As people, we’re used to that emotion and many others that come with it - it’s part of the great gift of being human. You feel. You fall in love. You laugh. You cry. And sometimes, just sometimes you’ll sit in a corner and shake like a ball of angst …
Charlotte and Clara 