Retro-spective….

So, it’s been a week exactly since I was tottering around on black patent heels in a crowded trans-nightclub, in equal parts stunned and terrified. And I’ve been thinking a lot about Sarah, life, the universe, you know, all the trivial things. Normally at this point I’d flutter my eyelashes, sigh, and say it is… Continue reading Retro-spective….