1 January

“Waitabit…take your time”

“Waitabit…take your time”

Waitabit Creek had left us pretty disheveled. The mosquitoes were relentless. Going for a wee, swatting hysterically – mid flow – is not a charming sight nor a very forgiving situation to be in. A building, quiet resentment towards one another had bubbled up between Axel and I, only interrupted by full on, irrational rage […]