The blog was going to be taking a break today, because I have a unicorn wines post in the queue but I haven’t finished writing it yet. Then I logged onto Twitter and saw that it’s Teacher Appreciation Day, so I thought I’d share a poem I wrote about the teachers at my old school, who were utterly fantastic and without whom I’m fairly sure I wouldn’t be alive. Continue reading “SGS (a poem)”
I was twenty-one years old. I had been working on a part-time freelance basis for a few different people for several years. One of them had offered me a full-time job several times. I had turned it down.
But now it seemed like that might be the sensible course to take. I just… wasn’t sure.