‘I’m just a surgeon!’ Kray shouted aloud. ‘Nothing more. Just a surgeon,’ he began muttering to himself as he studied his hands. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he dropped his head back down on to the pillow. Eyes closed, he willed darkness to engulf him. Falling back into following the rota was proving difficult, more »
So was having a discussion with a close friend, and he pointed something out. The conversation itself reminded me of the type of person that I am – something counselling could not. Do we need to build a new identity from scratch? Yes and no. After the conversation, after me pondering over what was said, more »
It’s going to be in the third book of Guardian Angel series. I need you all to imagine that you’re sitting in front of a piano and tapping the keys. Sing these words, and tell me how you feel. Can you feel the emotions? ‘This is my story, So simple and plain, It revolves around more »
So who do your eyes search for? Are you in Love? When you enter a room, Who do your eyes search for? When you close your eyes, Who do you see? When you fall asleep, Who walks into your dreams? When you wake up, Who’s name comes to your mind first? If it is him, more »