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Weird day…

In honesty, my whole week has been weird. It’s been cool which messed my plans somewhat. On the other hand, it has saved having to water the garden so much although it’s pretty dry, or was. It seems like a cat has been sleeping in my strawberries.

It’s very odd to find the belongings of someone known to me in a flat for sale. A very unpleasant person at that. Cross that one off the list.

That same person started telling lies about me on a community website on Friday with a fake ID. People with mental health problems should get help.

Yesterday, my hip was nuisance. Not painful at all, just not strong. Today it’s fine.

I have been writing, but not as much.

By Chrisssie Morris Brady

I've read poetry since I was nine and have written creatively since I was fourteen (probably long before that). After writing book reviews and social comment, I decided I wanted to write poetry. I have no formal training, but I surround myself with poets and their writing. I am honing my craft.
I have two published collections which I don't feel good about, but have been published by madswirl.com and other publications. I live on the south coast of England with my daughter. I am seriously ill.

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