I went for the longest (of late) run this morning. Don’t fret – for me this is only a few kilometres. This is both a good thing and a bad thing. The Bad Thing element of it, I think, is for another post another time another place. Sadness sometimes motivates repetition of movement. Sometimes you… Continue reading running bared
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.