Tag: ALLTO

Tennis again

This time last year, I wrote this post, about how tennis and birthdays are all wrapped up in memory with the drug trial that left me looking like a sunburned turnip and afraid I was going to die. (Or look like a sunburned turnip forever.) And this time last year, I wondered how I’d be [...]

Mirror, mirror

This week, I haven’t been sleeping so well. It’s hot, so I put my restlessness down to that. But the dreams have been strange and disquieting. In my dreams this week I’ve been losing things; I’ve been trapped behind glass; I’ve been talking to people I know well who don’t seem to know me.
Also this [...]