living with disabilities
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A little mischief, a little strategy, and a reminder that not all power needs to be loud. From playful encounters to quiet confidence, yesterday unfolded in subtle ways that spoke volumes. Sometimes, the most effective moves are the ones no one sees coming—delicate in appearance, but dangerous in intent.
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I thought I understood Good Friday. Turns out, I understood guilt. Between a Cornish pasty, a dying fish, and a man cementing his own gauntlet to the floor, I realised something far simpler: I don’t owe fear. I owe intention. And from where I’m standing, I can see everything clearly now.
The Thoughts & Musings Of Mrs Wolfie 