Random

Once, a long time ago, I had blonde hair down to my bum. It was natural, lovely,  and long. One lunch-time, I had it cut off. Like, really cut off, so it was barely down to my ears. I loved the new me. People at work liked it, well, there were no tight-mouthed smiles and politely nodded “Mmmm”s.

But that evening, my partner said on seeing my new ‘do,

“You’ve lost the best part of you!

Love doesn’t die easily, it gets chip-chip-chip-chip-chipped away, until all that is left is habit.

Longneck

Viviparous

Self-portrait

When did I realise I was a reptile? It was last week, as I stared into the mirror, heart-frowning at the papery quality of the skin beneath my brow. I caught a glimpse of something within, just a glimpse as quick as flick of tongue or blink of eye, but there I was, reptilian me. Now that I know, I can definitely feel the ice-blood pumping through my three-chambered heart. I had suspected my heart was different, I never did believe the specialist’s verdict “Hyper-dynamic!” And now? Well, now I know for sure.