A couple of years ago, I was sitting in the cafe that I write in every day. I had my computer, a notebook, a book to read. I had my markers. When I tried to think about what to write my chest would tighten. I felt sick.
A couple of years ago, I was sitting in the cafe that I write in every day. I had my computer, a notebook, a book to read. I had my markers. When I tried to think about what to write my chest would tighten. I felt sick.