It started grating on me so much, that I felt irrationally angry whenever I had my lamp on and realised that the Feeble Light was still on, doing his best to grace me with his presence. Yet, he was so dim I did not idea he was there.
I hope I will forever be grateful, even when inevitably things go wrong; this is my life and I’m in love with it again.
Today, I bleed. In the space of a year, everything has changed.