Puppy Party

While pets are usually extremely therapeutic for most people, having a cockapoo called Peanut has merely delivered an additional derivative of worries in my colour-coded wall chart of concerns. The worst is when people refer to me as “Peanut’s mum”. Granted, I can be a bitch sometimes (see, I’m not above the low-brow gags, there’s…

Insomnia

While my intense aversion to any kind of Noise is part of my insomnia convoy, Overthinking is the lead car. Overthinking has all the maps to the best self-persecutory locations along the route to Awakesville and – gallingly for Control – manages the travel schedule. Anyone with insomnia will confirm that there be dragons. In…