Do you not know me at all? After all these years? Asleep. Do you not notice that I am Sound Asleep on the sofa? Yes, yes, I heard you.  You’re not especially quiet. Collecting bags.  Jangling the leash. Opening the drawer and rummaging for the key. Go on, get distracted.  Go. Go.  Run up the stairs for … Continue reading In My Own voice # 29: I Forgive You →