Ok. Don't Panic. Don't Panic. It's Only

My Childhood Was Spent Embracing One Literary Heroine After Another. I Identified Passionately With Each One And Would Slavishly Imitate Them.

I've Never Felt So Bereft And Panicky. What Do I Do Without My Phone? How Do I Function? My Hand Keeps Automatically Reaching For My Phone In Its Usual Place In My Pocket. Every Instinct In Me Wants To Text Someone, 'omg, I've Lost My Phone! ' But How Can Do That Without A Bloody Phone?

Don’t Think About It. Don’t Think About What Could Have Been. It’s Too Unbearable.

It Was In The Forest. No One Saw It Or Heard It. So Did It Actually Happen?

I'll Have To Admit, He Really Does Have Quite A Smile.kind Of Heart-stopping, Especially As It Comes Out Of Nowhere. I Mean... You Know. If Your Heart Was In The Kind Of Place To Be Stopped.