THE GHOST RABBIT DIARY

I tend more and more these days to do audio diaries… it’s such a pros + cons thing. I’m what M calls a verbal processer.I need to hear the words out loud. Yapping into my phone, I can work through…

Thursday the 10th of July, 10.30am, at the lake. Hot and sunny. I hear horses, clip-clop clip-clop and a neigh but can’t see them yet. Because of how sound echoes around the lake I don’t know where they are, but…

Sometimes decisions pile up. Sometimes I never can make one and so it floats away like a ghost (rabbit). I hope it wasn’t important or I’ll feel bad. Sometimes I KNOW what I want to eat, what to wear, what…

I meant to finish making a book today but the light has returned and I want to go outside and play. But my newly blue hair is staining my pillowcase. My heart loves the prussian blue imprinted on the white…

Did I ever tell you about the ghost rabbit who lives with me? He sometimes brushes against my ankles when I’m washing dishes, lost in thought. Maybe a playful but gentle nip here and there. Once in a while his…