Day: 18 August 2019

  • Letting Sh*t Go

    Letting Sh*t Go

    I woke up with vomit on the duvet. It was over my feet so I knew that it wasn’t mine because I haven’t done yoga in nearly ten years. Riel had curled up in between my legs, slightly higher up on the bed than where he had emptied his stomach. It was only a few…