Comfort zone, erstwhile sanctuary of clan chief Former chamber of serenity, grape and musical refrain Empty leather seat beckons product of god’s own county to no avail Empty brood hearts beckon man of god’s own county to no avail Sinatra in solitude, Darrin in desolation his clans hereafter. Yorkshireman’s invite to his sanctuary has…
Tag: triggers
I Should Have Gone Left!
Thankfully there is no hospital visit for Karen today. It’s probably as well as my capricious nature has decreed that today I’m going be a right misery arse! My melancholy baffles me, as I can’t fathom out what the trigger was to this lowering of mood. Was it my ritual broken slumber, the dog stealing…