Touching

It’s blowing a gale – literally: Storm Dennis – and I’m in a fairly seedy hotel (the cheapest I could find without actually sharing a dormitory). The windows are rattling. Above the howling of the wind there’s a whining coming from next door, in the room that shares what would be a beautiful grand curved window had it not been carved up. They must have a dog in there. Continue reading Touching

The True Cause of Dread and Anxiety

Of course, when bad things do happen, and happen thick and fast as they did to me a few years ago, it is easy to explain the feeling of dread and anxiety. But I experienced this for a long time before. For years I went about my business (to the extent that I went, or had business) with the expectation that I was shortly to receive a tap on the shoulder in the form of some calamity or other. I was rigid with fear. Continue reading The True Cause of Dread and Anxiety