To the man with blue hair.
What you did will not affect me.
What you aimed to do to me will not haunt me.
You just added yet another experience that will make me stronger and more determined than ever to travel this world alone. Continue reading “To The Man With Blue Hair”
Three or four weeks ago I was with my friend Matthew and we were about to get a coffee when I saw a middle aged man sat on a step in the middle of the city, crying his eyes out. I stopped mid sentence, shocked and so walked over to him. Continue reading “Don’t Judge, You’re Probably Wrong”