To learn at last why I have always felt adrift and wanting. Why my efforts always left me lacking, lost. It was you, after all, the one I didn’t know I was chasing. The one who built a box and packed me up inside it. Wrapped tight in the lies you wrote for me. I’m going to do you one last favour, one mad deed I do for you. And then I cast you out to sea. I’m going to … Continue reading The Sea