Blue-arsed Fly/ Adult in the Room.
Panic is no solution
The day has come, alea jacta est.
The day no longer needs to be dreaded. It’s here.
Four years ago I needed an eye operation that sounded like something out of a David Cronenberg movie. I spent the months leading up to it in a disintegrating froth of apprehension. So much fear went into thinking about the operation that when at last I was wheeled into …
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