Me when I’ve been elsewhere

The first holiday I can remember was to a tiny beach town called Robe in South Australia. I think I must have been around eight years old – Mum and Dad had booked this holiday house for a week or so and piled my sister and I into the car jammed between folded bedsheets and [...]

Sentences uttered while I was in the room

Someone once told me they saw longing in my eyes.
They told me they saw a little pain in my eyes, too. They thought it was related to my father. I wondered if they were just guessing.
My father once told me I had an old soul. He said he had a young one. Or maybe he [...]